Notes from a {prole} writer in Minneapolis

1/13/26

Notes from a {prole} writer in Minneapolis

Driving through the streets of Minneapolis at 3 AM. Feeling the things that transpired the day before—feeling dread.

Driving past the lit runways of the Minneapolis airport, squealing past the exit at Fort Snelling, I’ve never felt so targeted in my life. They’re tracking all my browsing data at Sweetwater and Neural DSP and planning my imminent kidnapping. “Them Indians don’t know how to play guitar! He’s a woke antipha!”

But I do find humor in these dire situations. When I first got sober in 2017 that’s when I first began to feel everything in society cave in. It was then I had that feeling like I was in the invasion of the bodysnatchers and Black Flag’s song “my war”, the refrain of that song was playing through my head; “you’re one of them, you’re one of them.”Because the real pivotal moment that started this whole gay-assed maga movement, for me, was the vision of that Virginia Nazi—KKK whatever rally when a bunch of pink-skinned dudes were chanting: “Jews will not replace us. Jews will not replace us…” Flash forward 9 years later they’re finally getting their wish of their gestapo ethnic-cleansing—and they are led by a Jew.

How is that for irony?

Natives generally find humor in everything. I guess that’s how we were able to cope through generational trauma. That term isn’t just some woke ideology. It’s a very real thing. I am still recovering. It’s taken me 46 years of existence to finally love myself and to acknowledge the power I have and to use the tools that I have available to better my life.

So, ice(aka the pedophile protectors) are now snatching innocent people off the streets. Upending everyone’s lives. At this Am hour, perhaps I should try some of that vitriol for myself. I’ve never owned a gun—so maybe it’s time.

I never wanted a gun since I was 16, since after a child-molesting cousin (dead to me—and is a native cop-wannabe maga) blew away his own little brother with the same childish temperament as other deviants of his kind. dylan wanatee. Oops.

He never did time for that crime or the subsequent sexual deviance. It was accepted, small town acceptance as well as his entire family too. (yes his dad and brothers are known sexual predators.)

Saying his name makes me sick, but I moved on years ago; Perhaps it’s the Virginia Giuffre mandate to expose the little child and sexual predators in our lives for casting too-big shadows over us all.