Chinga La Migra
You probably saw it like I did. From four or five different angles in 1080p. Renee Good, shot dead in her car. An extrajudicial killing on a suburban street in Minneapolis, Minnesota. She was unarmed, she didn’t pose any kind of threat, she was attempting to comply with instructions the Immigration* agents had given her. And they shot her in the head.
*Sidenote: I refuse to call them ICE. That's branding, and they like it too much. They’re the same cowardly bootlickers that were splitting up families in my community growing up. They’re not some elite fucking military unit from a shitty 80’s action movie. They’re store-brand fascists, they’re just mall cops in camo. They’re Immigration, they’re INS, they’re La Migra.
In every video of the aftermath you can see breathless Immigration agents stoked on the smell of blood, stalking around like men who knew exactly what they'd just been allowed to do. It's the confidence that makes me sick. The thrill in their posture, the way they held their weapons, ecstatic that they'd gotten to use them – and might get to again.
This wasn't an accident, it wasn't a tragic mistake, or misunderstanding. It was an extrajudicial killing, the third one carried out by Federal agents in the last five months, according to the Marshall Project. It's a clear pattern. This is just policy now. More than 30 people have died in Immigration's custody in 2025.
Despite the goofy fucking facemasks and military cosplay, we even know who did it. DHS Secretary Kristi Noem revealed it herself, on accident of course. Jonathan Ross. According to DHS he got dragged by a car a few months prior and was scared for his life because there he was again, standing near a vehicle, brandishing a firearm at an unarmed civilian.
The Trump administration has repeatedly lied about what happened. That's not new. That's just how things work now. There’s a detailed breakdown of what happened on the videos over at 404 Media, refuting every argument the administration has put forth to try and make murder seem less like murder.
What now?
There's a lot to process. Renee Good was queer, she was about my age, she had stuffed animals in the glove box. In one video you can hear her wife, Becca Good, screaming for help. They have a kid. I haven’t been doing a very good job of processing any of it to be honest. But quite a few writers have done some excellent work this week, exposing Immigration's tools for surveillance, writing guides on how to keep yourself safe (physically and electronically) at protests.
Personally, I've leaned on music a lot this week. It doesn't fix anything, but it gives shape to rage and frustration and terror and sorrow and that's what I've needed more than anything in the wake of all this. So here's what I've been listening to this week.
The title track from The Muslims Fuck These Fuckin Fascsists needs no introduction. It's kinetic, loud, and joyful. Upbeat and angry. And the lyrics “fuck these fuckin fascists / fuck their family and friends” describe how I've been feeling this week. Not just the facsists themselves. But fuck the ecosystem that feeds them, excuses them, launders their violence into something palatable for grandma and grandpa so they can still pretend they're polite, kind people. This song understands that fascism doesn't survive because of lone villains, it survives because neighbors, coworkers, friends, family, and silence at the dinner table all allow it to. Fuck that.
Cain Culto and Xiuhtezcatl dropped this single last month, and hits like a fist through concrete. The track comes out swinging, spitting rapid-fire verses in Spanish and English like it's daring you to keep up. This is the sound of rage that's been multilingual for generations. A refusal, an act of resistance. Each and every bar drags the American imperial myth into the light and sets it on fire. It gives voice to that generations-deep sickness you feel when you pass borders, flags, uniforms, and the machinery of fascism.
