Trayvon Martin had accompanied his father to visit his
father’s fiancé who lived in a gated community in Sanford, Florida. The NBA
All-Star basketball game was about to start and he walked to a nearby
convenience store, where he purchased an iced tea and a package of Skittles
candy. The 17-year-old headed back. He whipped out his cell phone to chat with
his girlfriend, as he had several times that day, as teenagers in love often do.
He placed his phone in his pocket and spoke through a headpiece. At some point,
it began to rain. He hung up, but promised to call her back, after he had run
for cover from the rain. Trayvon called her back at 7:12pm. They spoke for four
minutes. At 7:17pm, police arrived to find Trayvon, lying on the ground, bleeding
from a gunshot wound that had killed him instantly.
Res ipsa loquitur.
By all accounts, Trayvon was a typical teenage boy. He
obviously liked sports, chocolate, and the reports of his "on-and-off
phone calls all day to his girlfriend" are reminiscent of the high school
puppy love many of us experienced at that age. He was like most of us; except
most of us are not gunned down on suburban streets. Trayvon’s killing, and what
happened afterward, should be of concern to all of us.
George Zimmerman, 28, lives in Sanford. He moved there a
decade ago from Manassas, Virginia with his parents. He attended Seminole State
College and hoped to join the local police department. That didn’t happen. In
2005, he was arrested for fighting with a state alcohol agent at a bar. A month
later, court records show a woman petitioned for an injunction against him,
citing domestic violence.
But George still wanted to play cops and robbers. He got a
gun, legally licensed, and became a Neighborhood Watch volunteer. I don’t
object to owning a gun to protect your home, but I’m not sure if volunteers should
be allowed to roam the streets with loaded 9mm guns. Last I heard, one needed an
additional concealed weapons permit to carry a gun on the streets of Florida. Over
the past 15 months, George Zimmerman made 46 calls to Sanford police to report “suspicious”
individuals. He was either zealous or paranoid… or both. On February 26, he
made his last call to Sanford police to report another suspicious individual –
Trayvon Martin.
I don’t know what made the teenage boy “suspicious”. I doubt
it was the iced tea… it gets hot in Florida, even at night. And teenage boys
eating candy, well, that strikes me as normal. Talking on a cell phone is
practically the norm these days, too. Oh, wait. I forgot to mention Trayvon was
black. That didn’t seem important to me. Maybe it was important to George
Zimmerman.
Zimmerman is a Latino. In the tape recording of his call to
police, Zimmerman is heard to mutter what sounds like a racial epithet. I
listened to a digitally enhanced version of the tape, and I clearly heard “fucking
coons”, but since it was an altered tape, I cannot attest to its veracity. I
also heard the unenhanced recordings:
Zimmerman (out of breath): “These assholes always get away.”
Police Dispatcher: "Are you following him?"
Zimmerman: "Yeah."
Police Dispatcher: "We don't need you to do that."
Zimmerman: “Okay.”
Zimmerman ignored the police instructions not to chase
Trayvon Martin. He left his car, armed with a 9mm gun, and pursued him. Despite
being able to drive away, Zimmerman would later claim self defense in the
shooting. Trayvon’s girlfriend, on the phone with him at the time, filled in
the blanks.
"Oh he's right behind me, he's right behind me
again," Trayvon told her, according to the Martin family attorney.
“Run!” she replied.
“'I'm not going to run, I'm just going to walk fast,"
Trayvon reportedly told her.
“Baby, be careful, just run home.”
"I think I lost him." Moments later, Trayvon said,
"He is right behind me again. I'm not going to run, I'm going to walk
fast."
She heard Trayvon ask, “Why are you following me?" and
a man’s reply, “What are you doing around here?" Zimmerman did not
identify himself as a Neighborhood Watch volunteer. All Trayvon saw was a 240lb.
Latino man pointing a 9mm gun at him. It was the last thing he ever saw.
His girlfriend heard an argument before the phone call went
dead. She speculated the headset fell from his head during the scuffle. White
neighbors interviewed later on TV reported hearing frantic screams for help,
then a gunshot, and then… silence.
Zimmerman was questioned by police and released without any
charges. ABC News reported Zimmerman, despite his slurred speech on the tapes,
was not tested for drugs or alcohol, as is routine in many homicide cases.
However, Trayvon’s body was tested for drugs at the morgue. Zimmerman’s
statement was not taken by a trained homicide detective but rather by a
narcotics detective.
Trayvon's 16-year-old girlfriend was so traumatized she had
to be hospitalized that night. Trayvon's father searched frantically for his
son. Sanford police did not tell him Trayvon's body lay in their morgue (he
reportedly found out three days later), nor did they answer his calls to Trayvon’s
cell phone, nor did they dial any of the phone numbers on Trayvon's phone to
notify his next of kin. They were too busy testing his body for drugs. After
all, he was a black teen, so that presumably made it reasonable to assume he
was on drugs. Skittles are highly addictive, you know. Trayvon’s test results came
back clean.
Sanford police had the phone records but never questioned
Trayvon’s girlfriend. According to ABC News, “police dismissed eyewitness
accounts, failed to investigate the shooter’s background, and immediately
accepted (his) claim of self defense.” Sanford police withheld seven 911 tapes
from eye witnesses for two weeks until forced by public pressure to release them.
There should have been an arrest followed by an investigation. The police
chief’s statements, later contradicted by the taped evidence, are cause for a
further investigation of a police cover-up.
Everything I have written is factual. As a journalist, I
learned to report facts. My opinion will come in tomorrow’s blog. But I’ll
leave you with my favorite expression from law school: Res ipsa loquitur – a
Latin phrase in law meaning “the thing speaks for itself.”
Zimmerman admits in the tapes the boy was “a teenager”. He
was told by the police dispatcher not to pursue the boy, yet he did so anyway,
carrying a loaded gun. The unarmed boy’s voice is clearly heard on the tape
crying for help. There is a gunshot. No more screams for help are heard and the
boy is dead. Why was Zimmerman armed in the first place? He was not a police
officer or security guard, but rather a self-appointed vigilante. This was not
self defense: he was in a car and could have driven away. The moment he exited
the car, armed with a weapon in pursuit of the boy, he became the stalker and
self defense does not enter the picture.
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