02/04/2026
I don’t often speak publicly about politics.
Not because I don’t feel deeply—but because my work has always been about building bridges, not shouting across them.
And yet… there comes a moment when silence is no longer neutral.
I, Alexander Coronado, am witnessing what has been allowed in this country:
masked authorities moving through our cities, separating families, detaining and deporting people who belong to the communities they have built their lives in—often without transparency, accountability, or regard for human dignity.
This is not order.
This is fear wearing the costume of authority.
As a brown man, partnered with a Black man, I live with the constant awareness that our bodies can be misread as threats simply for existing. That compliance has never been a guarantee of safety. That one wrong moment, one command misunderstood, one uniform misused—could end a life that is deeply loved and deeply rooted.
What gives me hope is what I am also witnessing:
thousands of people rising.
Not in hatred—but in remembrance.
Not in chaos—but in collective courage.
People taking to the streets to stand for those who no longer can.
Communities choosing to be the change they refuse to wait for.
Souls remembering that justice does not come from masks or weapons—but from conscience, accountability, and care for one another.
My work has always taught me this truth:
real power moves through presence, through unity, through people who refuse to forget one another.
This is me using my voice.
This is me naming what I see.
This is me standing on the side of dignity, safety, and human life.
“People should not be afraid of their governments.
Governments should be afraid of their people.”
— V for Vendetta
