You're right.
Ban him.
From everywhere.

Don't forget the millions who supported from vehicles too.

To those in the streets:
Your footsteps are not requests—
they’re demands carved into pavement.
You do not whisper—you roar
for the silenced, the stolen, the ignored.
No kings, no crowns—
only the fury of people done kneeling.
Let the ground remember every step
and let power tremble at your march.