⚠️ SNARKY DISCLAIMER

 This is satire, full‑throated outrage with zero pipeline to actual legal advice. If you believe state‑sanctioned abductions are acceptable—well, your moral compass might be cellularly nonexistent. Those of us still clinging to due process? We’re watching a slow-motion coup in polyester masks.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final act of the American collapse. It’s not famine, not fire—it's ICE turning into the federal Department of Human Trafficking.

Check the press releases: they still call it DHS. They call it “interior enforcement,” “protecting the public.” But spare me the euphemisms. When agents wearing ski masks and badges that don’t exist abduct American citizens off the street in unmarked vans, you don’t need defamation lawyers to prove fascism—just a clipboard to write down their license plate.

In Encinitas? A woman walks out of the gym to intervene as a man is shoved into a van by masked agents. She asks, “Where’s your warrant?” They say, “You’re not interesting.” She tries to call the guy’s family and a cop smacks her phone away. Invisible State, meet real life. Disappearances.

In Oregon? ICE smashes a chiropractor’s car window while his toddler watches. No warrant. No charge. No apology. Just “You overstayed your visa”—never mind the American flag on his spouse’s birth certificate.

In Sacramento? A man shopping at Home Depot—brown skin, bad luck—gets tackled. His wife says he’s a citizen. Agent says, “Google me.” Then tries to mace her as an arrest unfolds. They treat citizenship like a suggestion.

Hell, they’re doing it inside courts now. People show up for their hearings—compliant, legal, checking off every box. Agents wait outside in the dark, yank them into vans when nobody’s looking. The message is clear: You think you’re safe in the courthouse? Think again.

These aren't freak events. They’re the blueprint. Agents across New York, Alabama, California—masked, unmarked, unstoppable.

And if this was a foreign regime, we’d call it state-sponsored kidnapping. We’d say there’s a southern corridor of secret raids—no transparency, no charges, no bail, no nothing.

Families. Neighbors. Entire street blocks. They peel people up like straws in a Starbucks cup. And for what? Broken visa deadlines? A misread document? Brown skin? They don’t need a crime. They just need a target.

They’ve opened detention camps so overcrowded they’re holding six thousand in space meant for one thousand. No showers. No sunlight. No phone calls. Just a line on the spreadsheet marked “incarcerated—processed—gone.”

If what’s happening in migrant centers outside our eyes were exposed to our children’s school textbooks, we’d call it apartheid or ethnic cleansing. But here? It’s paperwork and silence.

Rights? Gone. Due process? Optional. Transparency? Laughable. Accountability? A myth.

We used to call them Immigration and Customs Enforcement. Now they're Identity-Obscured, Citizen-Entitled, Enforced‑in‑Darkness.

It’s state terror through anonymity. A spectacle of brutality disguised as bureaucracy.

And what’s the response from the federal government? Crickets. Or worse—a shrug and a press conference about border “sovereignty.” They call it enforcement. We call it fascism in uniform.

So here’s the final call: Stop calling it “Interior Enforcement.”

Stop pretending these masked kidnappings are lawful.

Stop believing in press releases while your neighbor disappears in an unmarked van.

Because we’re not being protected by law enforcement—we’re being punished by fear.

And if your citizenship isn’t enough to stop them, what the hell is?

This is the endgame: They come for immigrants. Then dissenters. Then citizens.

 And all while Congress watches—or writes letters that nobody reads.

No law‑abiding country survives this. No decent person stays silent.

If they can abduct your neighbor today, you’re next.

Because in their eyes, if you’re visible, you’re a threat.

And if you’re invisible, you’re already gone.

We still have tools left—not in the streets, but in the courts, in journalism, in protest.

But the flag they wave is changing. And the agents behind the masks aren’t protecting anything—except fear.

It’s time to tear the masks off.

Before they disappear us under the guise of law.