Picture Natalie Portman at Sundance, tears rolling, calling ICE raids “obscene” and “horrific,” the “worst of the worst of humanity,” all while sporting an “ICE Out” pin like it's fashion week for outrage. Olivia Wilde and Jenna Ortega are right beside her, Pedro Pascal and Billie Eilish pile on from Instagram, blasting the “deadly shootings” in Minneapolis. Hollywood's A-listers have suddenly discovered the gospel of peace. They want less violence. They want calm. They want justice without the body count.
Cool. Then maybe tell your street-level fans to put the matches down.
Because while celebs lecture us from red carpets about de-escalation, the activist wing is turning protests into Mad Max reruns with worse hygiene. The same people screaming “stop the violence” are the ones supplying most of it lately.
Elliot Forhan, Democrat running for Ohio AG, casually says in a video he wants to “kill” Donald Trump. He clarifies it's trial-then-execution talk. Sure. We know who you're pandering to.
Malinda Cook, former Richmond healthcare worker, posts tutorials on social media: paralyze ICE agents with succinylcholine injections or blast them with poison ivy from squirt guns. She got fired in record time, but the message stuck. “First, do no harm” apparently has an asterisk for federal badges.
Don't forget the latest gem from the stacks: Morgan L. Morrow, a 39-year-old librarian at the Jackson County Public Library in West Virginia, got slapped with a terroristic threats charge just days ago. She allegedly posted videos on TikTok and Instagram recruiting folks to assassinate President Trump, captioning one with something like "Surely a sniper with a terminal illness cannot be a big ask out of 343 million." (Because nothing says "community service" like crowdsourcing a hitman with a death wish.) Commenters piled on, tossing in names like Stephen Miller, Larry Ellison, and Peter Thiel for good measure. Police hauled her in after she reportedly admitted it was meant as a threat. Another day, another public employee turning library hours into a dark-web recruitment drive.
In Minneapolis, Renee Good ignores orders during an ICE operation, floors her car into an agent, leaves him with internal bleeding. Agent Jonathan Ross fires back to save himself. Tragedy follows. Alex Pretti, same city, same scene, gets shot dead by Border Patrol after a scuffle. He was already nursing a broken rib from fighting feds a couple weeks earlier. These aren't random one-offs. They're a highlight reel.
Pee-throwing remains the left's signature party trick. Some guy recently sprays Ilhan Omar with what smells like urine at a town hall. Disgusting. But let's not act shocked—Antifa turned Portland cop lines into a urine-and-feces slip-n-slide in 2017. BLM crowds in D.C. in 2020 lobbed bottles of it at police. Latest anti-ICE clashes in Minneapolis? Same move, new target.
Portland and Seattle keep delivering in 2025-2026: blocked ICE buildings, chemical retaliation, arrests for roughing up agents. All of it fueled by fury over the 2024 election, when voters handed Trump a clear mandate to deport and secure the border. ICE isn't writing new laws. They're enforcing ones that sat on the books forever. Biden's open-border experiment turned the faucet on full blast. Now the plumber shows up and everyone's mad about the bill. Even the
account (whoever's typing) gripes about the raids. Funny how none of this cleanup would be needed without the original flood.
ICE agents are the parking-enforcement guys of immigration: nobody likes getting booted, but the rules were there before you parked. Leftist rage treats them like final bosses in a protest game. Shakespeare already warned us about this. Mark Antony's funeral speech in Julius Caesar turns a mourning crowd into a torch-wielding mob that burns Rome down over Caesar's assassins. Words light fires. Violent rhetoric delivers real flames.
And here's the kicker that really exposes the selective outrage: Hollywood liberals never seem to muster the same tears or tweets when illegal immigrants commit horrific crimes against American citizens. Take Jocelyn Nungaray, the 12-year-old Houston girl raped, strangled, and dumped in a creek by two Venezuelan men who entered illegally and were released into the country. Her murder in 2024 became a national flashpoint, sparking calls for tougher borders and even wildlife refuge renamings in her honor. But where were the celebrity candlelight vigils? The viral threads from Portman or Wilde condemning the violence? Crickets. Yet when Jussie Smollett spun his fake hate crime hoax in 2019—claiming a MAGA attack with bleach and a noose—Hollywood rushed to his defense. Stars like Viola Davis, Shonda Rhimes, and others blasted outrage, politicians called it a modern lynching. They bought the story hook, line, and sinker until the evidence proved it was all staged. The hypocrisy is glaring: real victims of brutal crimes get shrugged off if it doesn't fit the narrative, but a fabricated tale of hate gets the full red-carpet solidarity treatment.
So Natalie, Olivia, Pedro, Billie—if you actually want less violence, start with your own crowd. Stop cheering “resistance” that ends in cars as battering rams, poison plots, and golden showers. Practice the peace you preach when the cameras are rolling. Because right now the hypocrisy is louder than the chants.
Until the left dials back its own street-level chaos, the lectures about non-violence are just noise.