Two days ago I tweeted about calling the police to report looting at a nearby gas station. The consequences of calling the police, for any reason, during this time frankly didn’t occur to me, and I’m sorry that it took this situation for me to see it.

Property isn’t worth more than a human life. And in that moment I didn’t equate calling the police to report property damage with the reality that doing so could cause harm to the people currently fighting racism in my community. I’m deeply sorry for anyone I hurt with this careless action.

The authors and agents who may now question whether or not we share the same ideals have every right to feel this way. My actions were tone-deaf and the product of my own privilege—even if they were unintentionally so. All I can do is own my mistake, learn from it, and continue to find ways to be an ally to those fighting against the injustices that got us here. Thank you for holding me accountable and teaching me, even though it’s not your responsibility to do so. I will work to be better.

Dawn Frederick


NOTE FROM DAWN on May 29, 2020:

I hope you’re staying safe. And that you’re doing okay despite the state of affairs right now. It feels like the world is falling apart at the seams right now.

I would like to address the claim made by our former agent about me. And I would like to note the facts of what actually happened, so that we’re all the same page.

It was claimed that I called the police on protesters during our riots in St. Paul on May 28th. That is not case, and I believe this needs to be clarified immediately. In actuality here is what happened.

*Shortly before 10 pm: I heard an alarm go off, tires screeching and even more sirens. It was a lot closer to the general situation happening 8 to 9 blocks north of me (where the main St. Paul riots were happening).

*At 10:01 pm: I walked to the end of my block – and more than one car had gone through the barrier in front of the gas station at the end of my block. Damage had been sustained to the property. Please note this was after a few buildings 9 blocks north of my street were set on fire.

*The people who did this had busted the doors and many people were running out with items in their arms, jumping back into their cars, and hightailing it off the block. It was straight up looters.

Please note: there were NO protestors present. Zero protestors.

I called the police to ask if they could notify the owner, so that the owner can get this station boarded up immediately. NO other info was provided. That’s the extent of info that was provided. No more, no less.

For anyone who doesn’t know me, I am someone who attends a lot of protests in support of the BIPOC communities, and have for many years. And in an ideal pre-pandemic world, I’d be at any protest where I can continue to be an ally when circumstances (like now) require them. This has been my nature my entire life, in both personal and professional settings.

Having seen people get arrested when protesting, I’d never under any circumstances call the police on someone for protesting. That goes against everything I do when it comes to honoring (and participating) in protests.

I’m incredibly saddened to see our city lose George Floyd at the hands of an officer who has a long history of profiling, harassing POC, and abuse of power. All of this is utterly upsetting and heartbreaking. I’m beyond sad for our entire community, for his family and friends, and for the many other POC who have suffered at the hands of officers.

I will never condone that type of behavior. I didn’t has a teenager, and definitely not as an adult.

Seeing this entire situation get misconstrued and to be accused of something I’ve worked my entire life to not do is incredibly painful. And with all of the trauma in our community, as we try to find a better way to ensure that systemic racism stops, that the abuse of power by police officers stops, it’s clear that something needs to be done asap.

I’m so sorry if my words weren’t clear enough.

Please be safe and take care of yourself.


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