Death and Trayvon Martin: The Streets We Walk:
The speed with which the tragic Trayvon Martin story has gained critical mass has been stunning. Good.
Just yesterday I was driving home and listening to the 911 call replayed on WMNF, thinking maybe I was the subject of a War of the Worlds Orson Welles-ian radio hoax. Surely no one can shoot a kid — a kid with nothing more than Skittles in his pocket and an iced tea in his hand — shoot him dead in the street and remain free after only a perfunctory questioning by a woefully dismissive police force. That’s not America. That’s no who we are.
Sadly, that’s exactly what happened over in Sanford.
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