Jul 12, 2013

Before I even begin let me first thank contributor AVGJohanna for all the commentary she has provided on this site as it relates to the George Zimmerman trial because if it wasn't for her there probably would not have been any coverage.

The truth of the matter is I haven't had the heart to watch this trial.  I've caught snippets of testimonies here and there.  I've seen comments on social media as well as glimpsed several articles that relate to the subject matter, but I just could not bring myself to watch it.  You see, I knew in my heart that it wasn't going to be George Zimmerman on trial, but rather Trayvon Martin and every black boy that looks like him and I refuse to sit through that.

First of all, my heart just can't take it.  Trayvon reminds me so much of my oldest nephew that every time I look at his picture my soul weeps.  My heart aches for his parents, but my heart also aches for every person who has every loved or cared for a 'Trayvon Martin.'  You more than anybody know the anxiety that one feels when your black boy child ventures into the world without you safely by their side to shield them.  It is an indescribable anxiety that can be paralyzing to a lesser person, but because you are a God-fearing person you have to trust that everything is going to be okay.  But what if that is not the case?

So not only is your child taken from you, but then you have to sit on a witness stand and have a defense attorney try to get you to agree that maybe your son, who only went to the 'curb store'---as we say down South--for a bag of Skittles and an iced tea, may have been complicit in his own death.  He was complicit because somehow he didn't understand that the mere fact that he was black was enough to make some wannabe security guard suspicious of his belonging in his neighborhood that he took it upon himself to follow him on a dark, rainy night.

He was complicit because he truly did not understand the dynamics of race in this country and how laws such as 'Stand Your Ground' only applies to people of a paler shade and not to people that look like him.  You see kids that look like Trayvon don't understand that to the rest of the world they are nothing more than 'thugs' that have to be done away with.  You see a child of a paler shade in a hoodie is just a kid wearing a hoodie, but a black child wearing a hoodie is a wannabe thug looking for trouble, who listens to gangsta rap all day while smoking weed.

I couldn't bring myself to watch this trial because for me this is not Reality TV.  This is not something for our entertainment, but rather this is REAL TV.  Some people are watching it and casting commentary as though this trial doesn't have real and lasting consequences.  The pain of Rachel Jeantel was real and she deserved better treatment than what was offered her.  Instead of compassion we ridiculed her.

How this trial played out through commentary and social media was a true indictment of who we are as a people.  So as the jury comtemplate Zimmerman's fate, I can only pray that some type of justice be served because it was the actions of this man that directly led to the death of an unarm teenager.

I hold steadfast to the words of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. when he said, "The arc of the Moral Universe is long, but it bends towards JUSTICE!"

I may not be watching, but believe I am praying for Justice because I just can't bring myself to think about what a Not Guilty verdict would say to our children about the value of their lives.

1 comment:

  1. I hear you. It has been hard to watch and not something I have an interest in following this closely every again. I do not know that the case involving the man who killed Jordan Davis will have this much coverage.

    I've never followed a case this closely and only did it because the analysis, soundbites, and social media would just keep me scared. I needed to hear and see first hand as much as I could for my own sanity. I honestly have to say I feel good about the case I'm holding out hope and keeping the faith until the jury gives me a reason not to.