I spent Halloween chasing ghosts. Not kids in costumes, or jumpscares in a haunted house. I spent Halloween chasing ghosts of a different kind: careening from one ICE spotting to another. I wrote an essay about it, and about other ghosts we’re chasing.

Ghosts in the Graveyard | dansinker.com

Text in the night from my kid.

Unfuckwithable.

Just spent nearly two hours in a line of cars to drop food off for families losing their SNAP benefits. Right now is a literal nightmare but it is incredible to see communities coming together. Everyone understands that the only ones to save us is us.

ICE marauding around Evanston all day, snatching people near schools, all schools on soft lockdown, on fucking Halloween. 🖕🖕

Full ICE whistle assembly line over here.

I am never ever going to forgive a single one of these motherfuckers.

Definitely a choice to demonstrate how much of a weird loser you are in front of the entire upper ranks of the military.

Every day I am like well THIS is the craziest thing to have happened so far. And then the next day happens.

I have no tolerance or time for masked pieces of shit whose entire mandate is to snatch people standing outside Home Depot in hopes of getting a few bucks for a day’s work.