"Israel deports activist Greta Thunberg after military seized Gaza Freedom Flotilla ship"

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/greta-thunberg-deported-israel-after-gaza-freedom-flotilla-ship-seized/

Kidnapping Greta Thunberg is not ok. Kid napping. Thunberg, 21, is the average age of my kids. Greta Thunberg could be my kid. She is not napping. I remember watching my kids napping. I remember praying my kids would take a nap. I remember when I didn’t have to imagine praying my kids would not be shot at school, or praying my kids would not be kidnapped. My cousin Elizabeth is a middle school principal at a school in rural North Carolina. 6% of school children in North Carolina are undocumented. Meanwhile, I train at the gym to fight the StormTroopers. Storm Troopers are the name I have given to soldiers, like ICE or the members of any military group who would see fit to kidnap kids. I told Elizabeth that if ICE shows up at her school to call me up, I will come and fight them. I heard on the news that barring access to ICE officials, who are federal forces, carries a sentence of six years in prison. Damn, that’s a lot of years on the federal dime. Joke’s on them. If she calls, and I go, and I bar their entrance or stand in their way or kick and scream or in any way prevent them from walking into that school and scooping up innocent school children to send them away or put them in cages or be fed to the alligators, and I get arrested and thrown in prison for six years, that’s six years of me eating federal food and sleeping in federal beds and picking federal cooties out of my privately owned crotch, all for defying the federal Storm Troopers and their raids and their dark forces. 

Elizabeth said, “They are not coming in my school.” @nicolatyche on instagram said, “ If you wanted teachers to stand aside and let ICE take their kids, maybe you shouldn’t have conditioned them to be willing to take a bullet for them.” The youngest victims of the mass shootings at Sandy Hook Elementary School would be 18 years old today. On the day of the murders, those kids would have been in kindergarten, finishing snacks and recess and story time, and their teachers, tired and loving and needing a break, would have been praying for them, each of them, to be a kid, napping.