Minneapolis Mayor Jacob Frey Just FOLDED to President Donald Trump —…

On January 24, 2026, Alex Pretti, a 37-year-old intensive care nurse and U.S. citizen, was shot and killed by U.S. Border Patrol agents during a federal immigration enforcement operation in Minneapolis. The incident took place in the Whittier neighborhood amid ongoing protests against Operation Metro Surge, a large federal effort in Minnesota that has drawn widespread scrutiny and criticism.

Officials from the Department of Homeland Security described the shooting as a defensive response, saying Pretti resisted and approached agents with a weapon. Local police and bystander video released so far do confirm that Pretti was armed with a firearm but have also shown him holding a phone in the moments before the shooting and sparked debate about whether force was justified. Authorities, community members, and civil-rights groups continue to dispute interpretations of the footage.

The killing was the second fatal shooting of a U.S. citizen by federal immigration agents in Minneapolis that month, following the January 7 death of Renée Good during a separate enforcement action.

Since Pretti’s death, large protests have taken place in Minneapolis and elsewhere, with demonstrators calling for transparency, de-escalation, and greater accountability in how federal agents engage with civilians. Congress members from both parties have called for independent reviews of the incident.

Outside Minnesota, clashes between federal agents and protesters have also led to serious injuries. During a demonstration in Santa Ana, California, responding to the Minneapolis shootings, a 21-year-old protester named Kaden Rummler was struck in the face by a projectile fired by a federal officer, resulting in permanent blindness in his left eye, according to his family and his own statements. Videos and hospital reports show he was participating in a protest outside a federal building when the injury occurred and underwent extensive surgery afterward.

These events have intensified national debate about federal law-enforcement tactics during immigration enforcement operations, the appropriate use of force, and how authorities interact with civilians—including peaceful demonstrators and bystanders. Community members, families of the injured and deceased, and elected officials continue to press for transparency and independent investigation as legal and political scrutiny grows.

If you’d like, I can also provide a timeline of confirmed events, a summary of differing official and eyewitness accounts, or a brief on how these incidents are influencing policy discussions.

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