I am totally convinced of the "not guilty" verdict in the George Zimmerman trial. I am not saying this because I am a white man. I'm not saying this because I'm racist (which, of course, I'm not). I'm not saying this because George Zimmerman was white or of another ethnic background, or because Trayvon Martin was black. I'm saying this because it's the law. If you're being attacked, received a broken nose and are having your head slammed to the pavement with someone on top of you, you have every right to defend yourself.
And I believe the only way George Zimmerman could have done that was to have used the only means he had, and that just so happened to be a gun. I don't believe George Zimmerman could have stood his ground in an actual fist fight with Tayvon Martin. In Florida, you have the right to "stand your ground." If you feel your life is being threatened, not by words alone, but by the physical contact of a fight or a struggle that occurs. I don't believe this, in any case, is a "civil rights issue," as the Rev. Al Sharpton and the Rev. Jesse Jackson have pointed out. And now they have the backing of the Attorney General Eric Holder and the President of the United States of America Barack Obama. This is a case of "self defense," not "racial defense." The civil liberties union are now going to try and find some kind of way to go around the justice system and find a civil liberties charge against George Zimmerman, indicating he abused a civil liberty violation of "racial profiling."
Let me tell you something about revenge. My brother was stabbed to death in 1989 with a crowbar through his chest, his thumb almost completely cut off from trying to defend himself, other knife wounds inflicted in his chest, and myself witnessing all this and not being able to help my brother, who died two days later on Father's Day. Don't you think I wanted revenge? Your damn right I did. It ate me up. It drained me physically and mentally. It consumed my every thought for a long time. It took years for me to get that feeling out of my system, and when I did I felt at peace with myself. Oh, I still had the guilt, and still do to this day, that there wasn't something else I could have done that night. It still haunts me to this day. But the revenge part of it you have to let go. If I'd have done in my heart what I wanted to do to the persons who killed my brother, I'd either be dead or in prison. So I chose to forgive those who took my brother's life, and let it go.
My family and I had to live with it. The grand jury in my brother's case passed a "no bill," meaning there wasn't enough witnesses or evidence to convict the person, or persons, for taking the life of my brother. We had to accept that and move on with our lives, no matter how difficult it was. So, America, move on, let it go and live in peace.