HELLO. My kids were kidnapped by look-a-likes. People who look like me. I am good. I will take my chances. I saw a post about the Supreme Court gutting voting rights. I did not agree with the gutting. Then I got mad. Because what they just gutted was meaning to be for my family. For families like mine. For cultures like ours. For anyone — anyone — who has been dealt the corrupt blow from DCFS. The Supreme Court took power from communities. DCFS took power from living rooms. What is the difference? One makes headlines. The other makes orphans. I walked into hearings where every badge, every title, every nodding head looked like me. Black. Brown. “Trauma-informed.” “Culturally competent.” And I still walked out without my babies. Vonyae. A. B. So I ask: If we can fight for the right to vote for our leaders, why can we not fight for the right to raise our children? I am not anti-Black. I am anti-separation. I am not anti-worker. I am anti-wreckage. I am not anti-system. I am p...