I’m here to discuss women in the criminal justice system as part of the ongoing BRIDGE series organized by Arnold Ventures. DC remains one of my very favorite cities, one I lived in and around for decades. I arrived with some trepidation, of course, now that the federal government is attempting to “occupy” it while deploying National guard troops (“some armed”) while ICE agents execute their own specific combination of random assault sprinkled in with some light kidnapping. I wasn’t quite sure whether I should expect military vehicles on every other street or just the odd rented van with masked men claiming to be ICE agents pouring out.
What I’ve seen so far is mostly…nothing. I don’t me DC seems normal, not in the slightest. I mean the streets feel emptier. There’s far too few tourists for mid-August. There were families on the steps of the museums, but normally they’d be swarmed. I’m sure to some degree I’m layering my own sensitivies on the scene, but I really do think it is far quieter than it normally is. Than it should be.
Tonight I’m going to head to U street to visit an old friend, have a drink, catch up. I’ve done this a million times, in this exact neighborhood, for going on 20 years. That this time, with a cheap tinny authoritarian claiming to clean up crime while DC is experiencing the lowest rate of violent crime of my lifetime, that this is the only time I’ve really had any sense of insecurity, that something bad could happen around me, is some of a grossest irony I’ve ever experienced first hand.
Anyway, it’s always nice to come home, no matter how hard some are trying to take feeling away.
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