I've been keeping a close eye on the Trayvon Martin tragedy in Sanford, Florida.
Now, I'm not rocket surgeon, but it doesn't take a whole lot of smarts to figure out something just ain't right here.
I'm not talking about the basics of the case itself. Boy goes to store, boy buys stuff, boy walks home, boy gets shot. Happens in Southwest Atlanta and Clayton County all the time.
At the risk of sounding callous, I have a few questions:
--why are the pictures you see of Trayvon Martin those of a smiling young teenager and not an almost grown 17-year-old?
--why are the pictures you see of George Zimmerman from a 2005 Dade County booking photo and not a more recent one of him clean and dressed up?
--nobody's saying that the reason Martin was at his father's fiancee's house in the first place was because he'd been suspended from school for possession, etc. Not once, but three times.
--Baby Mama say that the media--yes, the same media that facilitated sympathy for the family--is now "trying to destroy" her son's reputation. As someone experienced in reputation destruction I can attest that you don't need any help in the process. You do just fine destroying your reputation all by your lonesome.
--also, what's the need in copyrighting the name "Trayvon" if you're not trying to cash in on an already bad situation?
--pardon my French, but what the hell business does the President of the USA have to do meddling with a case in central Florida? When did that become a national security issue? And who cares what his son would look like?
Way too many questions and way too few answers.
And, for the record, if I had a son he'd look like Elvis. Oh, wait, I do. And they do.
And they say car salesmen are deceptive.
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