Friday, June 28, 2013

Justice For Trayvon

The minutiae in Trayvon's case can only put unreasonable doubt in the mind of someone who wants it there. The incontrvertible facts comprising the deadly events are that an accoster acted against
police advice, setting in motion the use of his own deadly force against an unarmed child.
Nothing reasonable about it.

Self Defense

What was Trayvon Martin allowed to do in order to save himself from some sort of 'creep' who stalks
a minor?
Should he have measured any lacerations he may have inflicted?
If someone follows you, then approaches you, what would you do to save yourself from the stalker?
How dumb does anyone have to be in order to believe a child's screams are a man's?
How goofy do we have to be to believe someone with a nine millimeter has to do more than hold a gun on a teenager to keep him still?
Every man knows his own muscle strenght increases greatly between the time he turns 17, and the time he turns 21, unless something unusual has happened.
This child may have been killed simply to cover the first crime the criminal was perpetrating against Trayvon.  Evidence may have been compromised when the police didn't notify Trayvon's parents he
had been killed when it happened.
I saw the movie American Beauty. I think art imitates life. That story was true.
When Raechel Jeantel recalled more of what Trayvon said when she testified he'd called out "Get off!
Get Off!" she was then characterized as adding that memory, a memory gripped by trauma, as a liar.
Now that's reaching. Trayvon was afraid of more than being beaten up.
He screamed before he even knew there was a gun.
Those screams were not from a regular fight. Raechel may realize that. She knew Trayvon.

Rachael Jeantel

So we had one teenager assaulted (probably in many ways) and killed by a stalker-predator.
Now we have another teen-ager attacked by some much older white guy; this time the young person
is a girl- the guy is the stalker-predator's attorney.
Perhaps the defense attorneys in this case have made a pre-emptive plan to exhibit enough silly and
crude behaviors to give the defendant an automatic set of grounds for appeal. There is
no reason to re-impeach a young person over and over and over ad nauseum, or to keep her five hours
on the stand for two days of your impeachments. Providing a vigorous defense does not include hours and hours and hours of pretending not to accuse and bully a teenaged girl.
The one person who says she felt guilt from being the last person to talk with Trayvon Martin aside
from his alleged killer, would naturally still feel trauma.
She must be wondering if she should have said something more, said something differently.  She is
young. Even an older person may have felt trauma from what she now knows she witnessed.
Presently, as she feared, social media is all over her and whatever are seen as her limitations...giving a much longer life to the timeline of the genesis of her understandable grief.
Someone misrepresenting something about themselves to protect herself, has nothing to do with
that same person not misrepresenting under oath, an experience she has undergone.
She has said from the start that she did not want to relive her experience.
When this prosecution witness recalls more of what happened now, under now non-violent circumstances, lawyers are calling her a liar. I find that barbarous. Some of these TV analysts are
reminiscent of a lynch mob. Harper Lee must be re-experiencing deja vu regarding her novel.
Truly, Raechel must have felt, and must still feel she would not be eloquent enough to testify in open court.
Public scrutiny has subjected her to ridicule in many ways. However, which of us was tri-lingual at the age of nineteen?

Edward Snowden

Truly, what is wrong with us? There are many countries hacking our phone numbers, and 
information even more vital than phone numbers.
If the U.S. government doesn't have our information, they could be in a minority of sophisticated
governments who do not.
The U.S. government invented the Internet.
If we closely monitor how they are using it, so will everyone else. And we are asking then, for them
to walk down the street they built for us, but to not look down. The point is, if the government does
look down, the barn door is open. Do we jail government officials who look down?
Alright. Seems tremendously unwise. We'd jail the people who know the system most intimately, when the rest of the world has access to build upon that system...access made possible by the United States of America.
Edward Snowden may have a reason to be upset. From the bulk of his recent behaviors, I cannot for the life of me guess what that could be.
If what he sees as government overreach bothers him, he should be comparatively, geometrically anxious about living in Hong Kong, China - in Russia, or in Ecuador.
If he wanted to be in Wikkileaks, why didn't he go to them initially?
If he has been thinking clearly, I can't see how.

Heavily Armed Persons

Every single day, scores of heavily armed persons are shot dead.
If that attacker gets the drop on you, daughter,
you are rife for slaughter.
If an attacker gets the drop on you, son-
You're done.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Christmas Was Not Really Christmas After Newtown

Of course we celebrated the birth of Christ at my home. But I felt grief all day.
I didn't let on to the family. I did persevere. I kept telling myself those lost at Sandyhook were not
my family. Yet Christ was born in order to remind me they were.
I knew with an accute awareness all day how hearts once whole in the breasts of so many parents
and other relatives were masticated now, masticated with heavy slate-feeling pieces fitted right behind the heart surfaces, and again behind the swollen eyes crinkled with dry, bloody corners.
How would these terribly burdened bretheren endure?
There would be so many toys going to unintended purpose.
The pain of knowing the space where I had lived, worked, influenced, shaped for good of little
children could possibly come to this horror in Connecticut indeed proved a heavy, pressing presence.
Today, after months of allowing these feelings to settle themselves, my grief for those who mourn
the most bitter losses gives me over to more prayer than I could previously mumble or assemble.
God bless Newtown.