Alex Pretti is dead because he tried to help a woman . . .
. . .who’d been shoved to the pavement by masked, heavily armed federal agents. Maybe he didn’t mean it, but his act of kindness made the ICE agents look bad, so they pepper-sprayed him, gang-dragged him to the ground, beat him, took his (legal) gun, and shot him ten times. If you’ve ever been taken down and pounded by four or five bruisers in tactical gear, you know that Alex was confused and afraid in his last few seconds. My heart goes out to him.
But that’s not the worst part.
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