When I first heard about the Trayvon Martin case, I immediately assumed someone somewhere blew the story out of proportion and created another Facebook trendy thing to post.
I did my best to ignore the case, but people continued to write about this kid and they posted ridiculous pictures on their pages. Enough is enough I thought. I decided to see what all the fuss was about.
Fact: Racism exists. Fact: The Trayvon Martin story is not the same as the Emmett Till case. Emmett Till grew up in a racist, segregated society and he was murdered simply because of his race. Trayvon Martin is no Emmett Till. Hypothesis: Trayvon Martin probably died justifiably. (According to Florida Law!)
People are quick to jump to the race card and scream to the Heavens (The Heavens is a mythical place where the imaginary father figure to billions of humans resides!) about an injustice. I understand that racism is alive and well, but I am certain that I do not live in 1960’s America. Therefore, when I heard about a young black kid who was killed in cold blood by a racist white guy, for no apparent reason, I didn’t believe the hype.
When people started with this hoody nonsense, I immediately knew that there was more to the story, but I honestly didn’t care; I have goals to accomplish and I can’t waste time on falsified claims. I did my best to ignore the story, but there was no escaping the media coverage. Yesterday, this Trayvon Trend reached a new low. There was a picture of a half-naked whore dressed in a hoody, I guess, showing her support! (By media, I mean Facebook friend posts!)
First, there was some nonsensical million hoody march in New York. (I think that’s what I read!) Then, our leader, President Obama joined in and said the most insignificant political bullshit that the American public eats up. “If I had a son, he would look like Trayvon.” Obama shared. (I almost cried!)
Today, I reached my breaking point. Some dumbass elected official (I will not waste time researching this man’s name, because he does not deserve to receive any notoriety for his unbelievably foolish action!) decided to wear a hoody in the House of Representatives. (Hopefully, this guy loses his job due to his lack of better judgment, but as another elected official once said, “You don’t have to pass an IQ exam to be elected!”)
I finally decided to read about the case. I do not have all of the facts, but there is enough evidence to show that, like I believed initially, Trayvon may have been killed according to Florida law. In no way am I agreeing with the law, I am simply saying that people have to understand the laws of the land and act accordingly.
I don’t live in the state of Florida, but I remember when this law was enacted. I read the story and I honestly thought that Floridians are insane. In Florida, it is important to conduct yourself in a proper manner because people have guns and they are allowed to shoot you dead.
I didn’t immediately eliminate race as a factor in the case, but I knew there was no way in hell that a man could kill an innocent seventeen year-old because he had on a hoody. This could not happen in my America. I’m not saying that there aren’t any crazy people in this country who will kill over race, but the person would be arrested. Saying that Trayvon Martin was killed for wearing a hoody is an attempt to compare the struggles of the blacks of the 60’s to modern times and that is a slap in the face to the civil rights movement. (To the uninformed public opinion geniuses: Please stop writing that Trayvon Martin was killed over a bag of skittles and an iced tea; you will cause people to assume that you are an idiot!)
It turns out that the America I believe in exists. The killer, George Zimmerman, had a bloodied and broken nose, and he never left the scene. I may not be Encyclopedia Brown, but there seems to be more to this case than the Facebook sleuths initially reported. (That’s the problem with these trendy Facebook posts; the facts have to be skewed in order to cause the masses to follow!)
This is probably what happened on the night in question. Zimmerman saw Trayvon, who looked suspicious due to his hoody, and then asked him to identify himself. (I have no idea how, all of a sudden, millions of Americans are trying to act like people who wear hoodies don’t look suspicious, regardless of race! STOP THE NONSENSE!) Trayvon (a less than stellar student who has a history of suspensions) probably replied with some profanity laced, threatening speech, and a fight ensued. Zimmerman probably got punched in the nose and he decided to pull out his gun. (Skittles and iced tea had nothing to do with anything!)
The hoody on the other hand did play a role. I thought we, as a nation, agreed to be suspicious of people who wear hoodies.
How quickly we forget!
This is why we have a justice system. We cannot allow public opinion to rule. If anyone joins forces with the “honorable Pimp” Al Sharpton in his effort to occupy Sanford, FL, I hope Zimmerman feels threatened!
Honestly, if President Barack Obama, wears a hoody in honor of Trayvon, I am moving to Mexico at the end of my lease.