“They taunt him. They don’t see him as a person.” — Laura Anderson, describing her fiancé’s treatment in custody
This isn’t about “illegal immigration.” This is about vulnerability. Who’s visible. Who’s dispensable. Who gets to stay.
Maine is changing. The signs are still subtle: a poster in a church, a whisper in a grocery line, a business closed on a Monday when it’s usually open. But the meaning is loud.
ICE may not call it war. But families here already know: when the front door becomes the entry point for disappearance, the whole community has to decide what kind of state it wants to be.
Because the truth is, Lucas wasn’t taken from the highway.
He was taken from the future.