Kangaroo Court Report #2 - Their feet don’t touch the ground

While community members try to fight back, children continue to face fake judges in cheap robes who tell them they need to answer for their crime of existing in America.

Kangaroo Court Report #2 - Their feet don’t touch the ground
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MINNEAPOLIS — An 11-year-old sits in front of an immigration judge and tells the man in a robe that she does not have a lawyer, nor are her parents with her.

Her dark hair, worn in modified pigtails, bobs as she speaks in a soft voice. She sounds scared, but you can hear the quiet bravery in her voice. Her feet swing from the chair, and they don’t touch the ground.

The girl’s parents are scared ICE agents will abduct them, she tells Immigration Judge Brian Sardelli. Sardelli tells the girl, as he does about a half dozen other children, that her parents should be here because those abductions, the ones viewed millions of times across social media, are not happening.

Similar scenes played out through immigration hearings last week at Bishop Henry Whipple Federal Building at Fort Snelling, one of many places centered on eradicating dark-skinned people from this country.

Department of Homeland Security lawyer David Hackworthy, doesn’t speak much during this hearing. Instead, he sips his coffee and dicks around on his laptop while Sardelli plays inquisitor.

PLEASE READ THE PRIMER - Immigration judges aren’t judges, so why are they wearing robes?

Sardelli, appointed by former Attorney General William Barr in October 2019, treats his hearings in a procedural and distant manner. He speaks to those before him in an incredulous and contemptful tone.

Sardelli tells two brothers that the lawyer they hired is likely a scam. This continues to be a recurring problem. Grifters take money from a family and promise to provide legal services on immigration matters but never show up in court.

This happens rarely in any actual court but happens at least once a day at Fort Snelling. There's a lot of money to be made on the suffering of others here, from the almost $800 needed to voluntarily self-deport to the minumum $1,500 bond required to be set free for a non-criminal accusation.

The entire apparatus works in tandem, from the unofficial grifters to the federal government stealing money and time from people seeking a better life.

The only truth that will be be spoken here is from the accused. The government, through its entire ethnic cleansing program, lies on a near constant basis.

For example, earlier this month, DHS agents trespassed an observer from the entire Whipple building for not being nice enough to ICE agents while they threatened him in the building a week prior.

It does not matter that the observer was provoked. It only matters that the ICE agents don’t have their feelings hurt.

This fragility from Trump’s DHS paramilitary group has been witnessed by Minnesotans throughout the fed's recent push to ramp up its planned genocide in the North Star State.

As DHS propaganda continues to tell people that they are arresting the “worst of the worst,” non-criminal observers and residents continue to be abducted and threatened by ICE agents across the Twin Cities metro area.

Sometimes the agents just box in cars and pull out their shitty government-issued sidearms. Other times they illegally detain people and bring them to ICE’s safe space detention center at Fort Snelling.

While community members try to fight back, (I witnessed at least two abductions halted this week by community responders) children continue to face fake judges in cheap robes who tell them they need to answer for their crime of existing in America.

One toddler facing an immigration hearing last week threw up in the court room. His partially-digested chocolate milk sat there on the floor for about 20 minutes before it was cleaned up. His case was postponed.

Another toddler started crying, requiring his caregiver to take him outside of the hearing room.

Official portraits of President Donald Trump and Vice President J.D. Vance watch over him as his caregiver puts him on a chair in the waiting room.

His feet don’t touch the ground.