Trayvon Martin: What The Hell, One Has to Ask Oneself
There's something truly disturbing being revealed by this case, and that's this: if you're black in this country, you have to justify why you have a right not to be murdered. Even when walking back to your own father's house on a sidewalk in a gated community.
It wouldn't happen. The media would not treat it that way. Because this family is black, they have to justify why their son should not have been shot, while Princess Zimmerman does not have to answer for having shot him.
Well, maybe, if he consents. They have to consider the gentleman's feelings, I suppose.
This thinking seems to come very easily to the media, and the public. One needs to step back and question the angle all this is at.
And all that is wanted here is for Zimmerman to be tried for this. Which he could win, conceivably, or lose, but at least, the least they could do would be done. Whether there was a scuffle or not. And why does it diminish Martin if he fought back against a stranger who was pursuing him? And for those who claim Martin pursued Zimmerman, as far as his truck: neat trick when the sidewalk where he was killed is nowhere near the streets.
What the living hell is wrong with us? ___________________
"Eternity in the company of Beelzebub, and all of his hellish instruments of death, will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me & this pencil." --E. Blackadder, 1789 Questionable
words & pictures from John Linton Roberson