Imagine. You’re in a life or death struggle with someone you are desperately trying to kill with your bare hands. You have spent the last sixty seconds pummeling this person with your fists and bashing his head on the pavement. You notice he has a gun. You smile your evil, golden-toothed smile and say, “You are going to die tonight.” The struggle continues, but this 250-lb. full grown, 28-year old man you have been grappling with for the last minute or so with your lanky, 17-year old, 160-lb. body, beating him with your fists, bashing his head over and over again, this intended murder victim you randomly chose to satisfy your mad, senseless, mindless, hatred of all White people, reaches into his holster, withdraws his 9mm and busts a cap in your chest. Right in the pump.
You look at the blood gushing from your chest wound, doing your best to keep any of it from splashing all over the person who just shot you. You make eye contact.
“You got me,” you say, as you fall backwards. Dead.
That is the version of events the Sanford Police Department shared with Tracy Martin, father of slain teenager Trayvon Martin.
This is the point of the movie where Humphrey Bogart stands up, dusts himself off, lights up a Lucky Strike and tells the corpse, “Hated to do it to ya, kid. But ya didn’t give me no choice.” Then, Lauren Bacall, who had been held hostage by the rampaging, crazed negro, runs from her bonds. They embrace. “I’d kill a million black kids for you, dollface,” Bogie says as he gives her a little chuck to the chin. They kiss. The End. Iris out.
Someone expected a grown-up, the father of the dead kid, to believe that his son, who he knows as well as he knows himself, attacked a stranger for no reason, tried to kill him, and said “you got me” like an old Warner Bros. cartoon character after getting shot.
That was bull,” Tracy Martin said. “No way. At that point, I knew there was something terribly wrong.” The Sanford Police Department said in a statement Wednesday that it will no longer answer questions from the news media.
Someone had better start answering questions. And soon. According to the same Washington Post story:
On Wednesday night, ABC released a police surveillance video taken the night of the shooting. The video shows Zimmerman, hands cuffed behind his back, arriving at the police station in a cruiser. He is frisked and led down a series of hallways. The video shows no blood or bruises on Zimmerman, and he did not check into the emergency room that night, the network said.
Imagine. You’re the victim of this brutal attack. You lie there, helpless to push this beanpole of a kid off of your 250-lb. frame. You lie there as fists pummel your face, as hands grab your… lapel, I guess, since your hair was cut very short… and bash your head into the sidewalk over and over and over again. He takes a moment from bashing your head and goes back to working your face like a punching bag. He spots your holster and you see the glint of murder in his eyes. You know it’s him or you now. So, with great reluctance, you get your weapon before the thug can grasp it and pump a slug into his chest. “You got me,” the thug says as he falls backwards.
So, why do eyewitnesses say the kid was lying on his front? Why does the police report say that? Did you roll the kid over? And how did you keep his dying heart from pumping blood all over your nice, red jacket and blue/grey striped shirt? Why do eyewitnesses say you were standing over the corpse.
Where are your injuries? Who hasn’t either had or known someone with a broken nose? Those things spurt like a freshly-opened can of tomato juice. Then comes the swelling, the bruising, the black eyes. The reports say the wound on the back of your head probably needed stitches, but by the time they could get to it the wound had already started to heal and stitches were useless. Your head is nearly shaved. We can clearly see the back of your head in the police video. Where is the wound? Where is the swollen nose? Where is the swelling? Why no black eyes?
And why would the undertaker say the only wound he observed on Trayvon Martin’s body was the gunshot wound? No cuts or bruising on the fists or knuckles. According to MSNBC:
Richard Kurtz, the funeral director who prepared Martin’s body, was asked if there were any signs on his hands that he had punched someone.
“The only thing that I was able to see was the gunshot wound,” Kurtz told The Last Word. “I could not see evidence like he had been punching somebody as the news media say he was punching … It just did not add up to me.”
It doesn’t add up to anyone, Mr. Kurtz, exceept for the people who continue to defend Zimmerman. The people on the news channels who are saying “the video was grainy” and “you can see an officer briefly looking at the back of Zimmerman’s head”. The people saying “this was four hours after the shooting.” “He had a chance to clean up.” Is that in the police report? If so, where? And how does one clean away a laceration that needed stitches? And why would a paramedic leave a wound that would have required stitches if attended to earlier uncovered with a bandage? No worries about infection?
And where is the blood? The blood from Zimmerman’s numerous injuries. Is his blood as invisible as his injuries? Where is the the blood that would have surely covered Zimmerman if he shot a kid in the chest at point blank range as the kid loomed over him. Did the police take him to a laundromat before taking him to the lockup?
You’re correct, Mr. Kurtz. It just doesn’t add up. Not even a little bit.
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