Four women who left water and food for migrants in Arizona sentenced to probation

[Eugene]

Source: CNN

Four women who left water and food for migrants in Arizona sentenced to probation

By Madeline Holcombe, CNN
Updated 1122 GMT (1922 HKT) March 2, 2019

(CNN) — Four women who left food and water for migrants in the Arizona desert have been sentenced and fined for entering a national wildlife refuge without a permit.

The women were sentenced Friday to 15 months of unsupervised probation, fined $250 each and banned from the Cabeza Prieta National Wildlife Refuge in Ajo for the duration of their probation.

Zaachila Isabel Orozco-McCormick, Natalie Renee Hoffman, Oona Meagan Holcomb and Madeline Abbe Huse are volunteers with the organization No More Deaths/No Más Muertes, a group that says it's "dedicated to stepping up efforts to stop the deaths of migrants in the desert."

In the summer of 2017, No More Deaths said, the women left jugs of water and food in the desert of the wildlife refuge, which is near the US border with Mexico.

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Read more: https://edition.cnn.com/2019/03/02/us/arizona-women-sentenced-water-desert/index.html

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. I cannot express how angry this sentence makes me.

They were doing the right thing and for this they are punished?

The law is WRONG.

[Jack-o-Lantern]

2. The trump scumbags would rather watch poor people and their children die hunger and of thirst..

in the desert while punishing good people who try to save others. One more atrocity in Trump's America.

[MichMan]

3. They were charged with driving a vehicle in a protected Federal wildlife refuge without a permit

and leaving personal property behind. While their intentions were noble, they shouldn't have done so.

[A HERETIC I AM]

4. The Trump administration, one that is touted by evangelical christians as being very godly....

has made acting in a Christ-like fashion a crime.

Think about that.

[MyOwnPeace]

5. And the Lady in the Harbor..............

sits down and cries.

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed, to me:
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”