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Yesterday was Memorial Day, the day we honor those who fell in battle to defend the freedom we take so much for granted here in the United States. But for the elected leaders in Minnesota, the day was about the 6th anniversary of the death of George Floyd.
Minnesota Governor Tim Walz went to George Floyd Square and danced around and then skipped the Memorial Day program at Fort Snelling Cemetery where he was scheduled to give remarks. An attendee at the memorial event told Alpha News' Liz Collin "We are supposed to honor our heroes, and he blows off the veterans? What a slap in the face."
Minneapolis Mayor Jacob Frey said "Today, we remember George Floyd, who was murdered by a former Minneapolis police officer six years ago. That moment changed our city forever." The City of Minneapolis had its say, as well, saying "Six years ago, George Floyd's murder forced our city to confront painful truths about race, public safety, and inequality. Every May 25 is a reminder of that grief—and a renewed call to action to keep pursuing the progress this tragedy catalyzed. We encourage you to gather, be with community, and honor George Floyd's life."
George Floyd's death in police custody following an arrest for passing a counterfeit bill sparked nationwide riots in the summer of 2020 and some of the most severe were in Minneapolis. Frey and Walz bowed down to the rioters. Walz's wife said she flung wide the windows of the governor's mansion to "smell the burning tires." Walz got to his knees before activists and vowed to defund the police.
I remember that day in May 2020 vividly, or rather the day before. I was living in Brooklyn, NY and that Sunday was the first day I'd been to Manhattan since before the start of the Covid lockdowns on March 13, a day when I predicted there would be riots. The day was beautiful, gorgeous blue skies, perfect spring weather.
I'd taken the ferry from Brooklyn to Pier 11 downtown and walked up through that city I love so well. When we hit Greenwich Village, we stopped in at an old favorite cafe and picked up some sandwiches to eat in the park. A corner of the bread was moldy and I tore it off and pretended it wasn't. People were out. A few places were open. The city was healing, I remember saying "it's gonna be alright, the city is coming back."
The next day headlines were splashed across newspapers talking about an incident in Central Park where a woman threatened to call the police on a man demanding she leash her dog. She was white, he was black. She was called a racist, she lost her job, the dog was taken back by the shelter where she got it, and it wasn't until later that it was revealed that the man was a bird watcher who routinely harassed dog owners.
That night Floyd died, but the video didn't make the rounds until Wednesday. Riots began on Friday and they persisted all summer. It wasn't until later that an autopsy report revealed Floyd had died from a drug overdose.
Libby