Get all access now and save 25% when you upgrade to become a paid subscriber today. Your subscription upgrade is a direct investment in defending democracy, helping Lincoln Square build a pro-democracy media machine to fight disinformation and inform voters with the facts. The truth is under attack. Your support is how we defend it. We started the week (and the year, really) with an attack on Venezuela and images of Maduro with his wrists bound, being led out of a helicopter on American soil. We’re ending the week with blood in the streets of Minneapolis and a rising tide of impromptu protests. There have been around 50 weeks since the inauguration, and so many of them have been marked by heavy sadness. I can’t really say it any other way. I’m pissed off. I know you are, too. But I think even more than that, I am mourning. Yes, yes, yes. I know that all is not lost. We have fight in us, and I know we will never, ever give up. There’s too much at stake. But I am mourning the fact that we have to fight in the first place. None of this had to happen. MAGA does not solve any pressing problem. A masked, poorly trained militia isn’t building a better world for our children. So this week, I’m grasping at hope. Minneapolis, my Former HomeThe show was sold out, but it was a few hours before we were set to go on stage. We loaded-in early and read through our lines, bounced around the greenroom and grabbed beers from the front-of-house. Our house band set up and rehearsed the score, looked over the cues. The Ritz Theater is in Northeast Minneapolis, several miles and probably a 20 minute drive from where Renee Good would be killed 18 years in the future. ... Subscribe to Lincoln Square to unlock the rest.Become a paying subscriber of Lincoln Square to get access to this post and other subscriber-only content. A subscription gets you:
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