Minneapolis, you great lovely city, you broke my heart. I had such high hopes for you.

Aerial of Downtown Minneapolis from Stone Arch Bridge

The foundation for my disappointment was a crime — a black man passed a counterfeit bill, was identified, was pursued, was apprehended — all good to here.

Then, it really came off the rails when four of your cops either put their knee on the guy’s neck or assisted the neck-kneeler or watched while it was done. Those were crimes also.

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