In the end, this was never just about one woman, one congressmember, or one set of disputed documents. It became a mirror held up to a country that keeps searching for someone to blame, someone to exile, someone whose story can be rewritten to make everyone else feel safer. The louder the accusations grew, the more obvious it became that truth mattered less than the spectacle of punishment.

What lingered after the cameras left was not a verdict, but a question: if belonging can be turned into a weapon, who is ever truly safe? The campaign to drive her out of the nation’s political and physical borders revealed how fragile those borders really are—how quickly laws can bend when fear is properly aimed. And as the crowd dispersed, no one could quite say whether they had watched justice unfold, or a warning of what might soon come for the res.