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Friday, July 12, 2013 11:53 PM

I don’t know about you but the Trayvon Martin case has me riveted. I’ve found myself following the trial with my husband on HLN and actually pay attention to what they are saying.

When the shooting of a 17-year-old African-American boy by a 28-year-old half-Hispanic neighborhood watch guy first came to light, all you saw were pictures of a smiling, baby-faced boy and the mug shot of his shooter. I can call him that because no one is disputing that George Zimmerman shot him, least of all George Zimmerman.

Zimmerman says it was self-defense. He claims he was attacked by Martin and feared for his life. Martin’s family is saying the youth was just going to the store to gets snacks before watching a game.

Zimmerman was packing a 9mm. Martin had picked up Skittles and iced tea from the convenience store.

That’s where I kind of got stuck at first. A young man with Skittles and iced tea; an adult man with a gun.

After watching the trial unfold and getting the past the beyond-poor-judgement “knock-knock-joke” opening of one of Zimmerman’s attorneys, I have found a little wiggle room for Mr. Zimmerman. He did have injuries that indicated Martin got in some licks before he was fatally shot.

I still get stuck on the fact that no one should have died that night. I want to rewind the clock and Zimmerman stays in his truck and lets police know what direction Martin was moving and they find a young man with munchies on his way home from the store.

In his closing argument, defense attorney Mark O’Mara hauled a cement block into the courtroom and placed it on the floor. He looked at the jury and told them Martin did have a weapon — he had used the cement to pound Zimmerman’s head. Well played, O’Mara. It made me think. I’m intelligent enough to know that you don’t have to be holding a weapon to be a threat to someone.

I still get stuck on the fact that no one should have died that night. My gut wants Zimmerman to get something. I won’t be satisfied with him walking away. Martin’s life has to be worth something. This wasn’t an accident. Zimmerman had a conceal-carry license so I’m pretty sure he knew his way around a gun. He knew when he pulled the trigger, someone was going to get hurt. In this case, someone died.

I’m sure Martin’s family won’t be satisfied with anything less than a conviction on Murder 2. They’ve lost their son.

Zimmerman’s family is praying the self-defense claim prevails. They don’t want to lose their son to the prison system. I really don’t see any winners here, though.

A jury of six women will now decide Zimmerman’s fate as early as today. I won’t make a prediction on the outcome. I haven’t heard all the testimony or seen all the evidence and I wasn’t there. No one really saw everything and most of that night’s events are pieced together from 911 calls and cell phone records. That’s sketchy at best.

I’m still just stuck.


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