It is hard to dive back into fiction with the Trayvon Marthin case before us. Fiction makes convenient jumps so we can come to a satisfactory conclusion. The death of a very real teenager for no seemingly real reason would not play in a novel. There are little truths coming out now on both sides. But what is Truth? (with a big “T”)
Since the police confiscated no clothing or a gun. Nor sent Zimmerman to the hospital for the broken nose he claims to have sustained. These are “facts” that cannot be proved in a court of law without official possession of evidence. All we really have is a dead body, 911 tapes, a cellphone conversation by the victim to a friend, and eyewitness accounts which are (any lawyer will tell you) notoriously unreliable.
We come from our own viewpoints to write out how we think the story went. I can say without a gun present there probably would not have been a murder. The gun makes it clear to me that the person owning the gun was prepared to kill if necessary. And then we must ask – what makes a death necessary? If this is the Christian nation some of the Republican candidates claim it is, the ultimate dictum is THOU SHALT NOT KILL. Not for walking home in the dark in a hoodie, talking on your cellphone to a friend. Not ever. No one. Don’t buy the gun. Don’t carry the gun. Walk away. Go home to your own life. Stop trying to manage the lives of others — don’t be a vigilante.
Sadder than fiction and less rewarding is the news of the day.