The Times reconstructs the events that led up to Trayvon Martin. In the course of doing so it interviews Frank Taaffe, who's defended George Zimmerman actions in the past:
Adding to the uncertainty and flux was the sense among some residents that this secured community was no longer so secure. There had been burglaries; at least seven in 2011, according to police reports. Strangers had started showing up, said Frank Taaffe, 55, a marketing specialist, originally from the Bronx, who works out of his home in the Retreat. He made it clear that he was not talking about just any strangers.
"There were Trayvon-like dudes with their pants down," Mr. Taaffe said.
As the father of a black boy, this is chilling. Frank Taaffe has no real way of knowing how Trayvon Martin wore his pants. I doubt that he much cares.
What amazes is the casualness of the racism, a casualness which does not see black boys as boys at all--but an indistinguishable super-predators in waiting. "Trayvon-like dudes."
This is my last post on this subject, until I hear something definitive. Watching people drag somebody's dead child through the mud is too much for me.
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