The Windy City—imperfect, amazing, frustrating, beloved—has long been a punching bag of the right, not least because it’s a multicultural tapestry that is largely welcoming to newcomers. Now, though, we must be made an example of. President Trump has said our town should be one of the key “training grounds for the military.” One thing is crystal clear: Chicago was not a war zone when Operation Midway Blitz began, but DHS and ICE made sure it became one. As author and activist Kelly Hayes put it, “The president is waging war on our city for welcoming those he wishes to expel.”
Between the two main protest sites near the Broadview facility, there is a small tent with a couple of tables and supplies stacked around it. A local woman—assisted by other volunteers—gives out water, information about lawyers, food, and first aid supplies. A flyer with a QR code is on one of the tables; masks and granola bars cost money. Above the QR code, the flyer reads: “We are the heroes that we have been waiting for! The resistance requires angels.”
The spontaneous bonds that sprout among protestors, the kindness of the people at the resource tent and in the crowds, the communities and organizations that Chicagoans built in Broadview and elsewhere—not just in the past month but in the past decades—the faces I saw at the first “No Kings” protest in my otherwise sleepy suburb—these things have given me small but vital shreds of hope.
At the Broadview ICE facility on October 5, in the afternoon and into the evening, the scene was relatively quiet: protestors, cops, heckling, chanting, a few media cameras. People asking if anyone had a phone charger, talking about what neighborhood they were from, holding up signs. Drivers on 25th honking in apparent approval of protest signs. The usual—until a very angry biker rode up, parked his bike, and got in the protestors’ faces. Screaming slurs and yelling about liberals ruining America, he came up to me and three others gathered near 25th Avenue. A local man who’d joined the protests for a second day—a regretful ex-Trump voter, as it happens—was chatting with me when the biker threw my new acquaintance to the ground.
The biker was tackled and cuffed by local police; at the time, the man who was assaulted did not press charges. Eventually, the biker was released. Will he or his friends return to Broadview? Regardless, the people of Chicago will keep showing up.
