Since the initial reporting, ICE has still not released a complete account of the medical care provided prior to Geraldo Lunas Campos’s death. Requests for detailed timelines, staffing logs, and external medical reviews remain unanswered.
There has been no independent investigation announced, no suspension of personnel, and no explanation for why deaths in ICE custody continue to follow the same sequence: illness → delay → death → silence.
What has happened is familiar:
The agency closed ranks
Responsibility was diffused across procedures
The public was given no new information
The case remains open only on paper. Accountability has not moved.
That fear is real and it hurts because it’s grounded in truth. Some names are lost because no one wanted them remembered. Bearing witness, even when it’s incomplete, is how we push back against that erasure.
This is necessary work. Naming what ICE is doing in Minnesota — clearly, without euphemism — is how you cut through the normalization and forced amnesia. Power depends on people accepting “this is just how it is.” Documentation and persistence are how that lie collapses.
I’m still thinking about them too. The baby. The family. That awful realization that even something that should have stopped everything… didn’t.
That’s what breaks people open — not just the violence itself, but the way it keeps moving afterward, like nothing sacred was crossed. Anyone with a heart feels that dissonance. You’re not wrong to be unsettled by it.
A lot of people carry this kind of grief alone because it feels unbearable to sit with. What helps — even a little — is knowing others are willing to stay present, to keep naming what happened, and to refuse the silence that always follows. That’s how memory becomes protection instead of another wound.
You’re welcome here. Your voice matters, and it’s okay to keep coming back to this — to ask, to grieve, to be angry, to bear witness. That’s how these stories don’t disappear.
Update
Since the initial reporting, ICE has still not released a complete account of the medical care provided prior to Geraldo Lunas Campos’s death. Requests for detailed timelines, staffing logs, and external medical reviews remain unanswered.
There has been no independent investigation announced, no suspension of personnel, and no explanation for why deaths in ICE custody continue to follow the same sequence: illness → delay → death → silence.
What has happened is familiar:
The agency closed ranks
Responsibility was diffused across procedures
The public was given no new information
The case remains open only on paper. Accountability has not moved.
More records exist. They have not been produced.
Thank you for telling these stories 🙏🏽💔
Thank you for bearing witness. These stories matter because people matter • even when the truth is hard to hold.
I’m scared how many names we’ll never learn 😭
That fear is real and it hurts because it’s grounded in truth. Some names are lost because no one wanted them remembered. Bearing witness, even when it’s incomplete, is how we push back against that erasure.
Whatever happened to American belief in justice?
It’s still there • but it’s being deliberately buried.
Justice requires truth, accountability, and equal application of the law.
What we’re watching instead is power protecting itself, rewriting facts, and asking the public to accept impunity as “order.”
When justice threatens those in control, it gets sidelined.
That doesn’t mean the belief is gone • it means it’s being tested.
My latest on ICE in Minnesota and beyond. 💙 ✊ ⬇️
https://mdavis19881.substack.com/p/ice-we-can-do-whatever-the-fuck-we
This is necessary work. Naming what ICE is doing in Minnesota — clearly, without euphemism — is how you cut through the normalization and forced amnesia. Power depends on people accepting “this is just how it is.” Documentation and persistence are how that lie collapses.
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Another life taken for nothing but yet for something! No sense
I’m still thinking about them too. The baby. The family. That awful realization that even something that should have stopped everything… didn’t.
That’s what breaks people open — not just the violence itself, but the way it keeps moving afterward, like nothing sacred was crossed. Anyone with a heart feels that dissonance. You’re not wrong to be unsettled by it.
A lot of people carry this kind of grief alone because it feels unbearable to sit with. What helps — even a little — is knowing others are willing to stay present, to keep naming what happened, and to refuse the silence that always follows. That’s how memory becomes protection instead of another wound.
You’re welcome here. Your voice matters, and it’s okay to keep coming back to this — to ask, to grieve, to be angry, to bear witness. That’s how these stories don’t disappear.
Against all enemies foreign & DOMESTIC!
We the People are going to have to harden up & crack down on domestic enemies. Big time!
Where is the bravery?
Where is the patriotism?
Where is the loyalty?
Where is the honor?
You're brave, free, united, and willing people, Revolution is the solution.