George Zimmerman explains it all

Who is the real George Zimmerman? Through an old Myspace page, he tells us more than we could have ever imagined. Photo: George Zimmerman

FLORIDA, May 3, 2012 – How much more about the shooting of Trayvon Martin, as well as the impending trial of his assailant George Zimmerman, can possibly be said? Not too much by the likes of the most media outlets, as far as I am concerned.

Special attention must go to NBC, though, which outdid any and all competitors in terms of masquerading frenzied activism as factual reporting. This network, from any reasonable viewpoint, pushed the standards of American journalism to new lows by editing a 911 call of Zimmerman’s so that he appeared to be a stone cold racist.

Interestingly enough, the one speaking up now about Zimmerman’s personal history is not Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, or even a professional protester bussed in to the city of Sanford for the purpose of raising public anxiety. No, this fellow is about as close to the subject matter as humanly possible.

His name is George Zimmerman.

The always enterprising reporters at the Miami Herald managed to dig up his Myspace page, which has not been updated in roughly seven years. Nonetheless, there are more than a few very interesting things written on it by, barring a highly unlikely act of computer hacking, George himself.

Let us begin with his opinions about his hometown of Manassas, which is a prominent suburban community south of Washington, DC: “Moved out….about 4 years ago, alot of people say they hate it but i cant ever say i hate home. Miss my boys from back home, no one is gonna have your back like your boys who grew up with you and are as scared of your momma as you are! You know who you are, the same ones that would come ova and have my pops tie your tie before every school dance and interview. I know alot of yall hatin cause im out and aint ever goin back, i used to look at people like me the same way. Can you really hate on someone for improving thier life?”

Of course not. Moving on to the topic of Mexicans: “I dont miss driving around scared to hit [them] walkin on the side of the street, soft ass wanna be thugs messin with peoples cars when they aint around (what are you provin, that you can dent a car when no ones watchin) dont make you a man in my book,” Zimmerman notes. “Workin 96 hours to get a decent pay check, gettin knifes pulled on you by every [one] you run into!”

It sounds like he was caught in a warzone on the Texas border rather than residing a few miles south south of the Potomac River; hence the problem with exaggerated stereotypes. Anyhow, he had a few things to say about entrepreneurship: “Im down here now opened my own insurance agency, small but its mine. I put my grandma’s name on it so that she could see its hers too, who knows where i would be with out her.”

That sounds sweet. Calling his former girlfriend an “ex-hoe”, however, does not. The same goes for bragging that his friends, who at the time were incarcerated, did not turn him in for a crime of his own: “They do a year and dont ever open thier mouth to get my a— pinched.”.

Friendship, it appears, means a great deal to Zimmerman. Perhaps this is why he says that the people he wants most to meet are “Friends, let me be specific…. Tru friends”. He also mentions that he is “Single”, “Straight”, “Latino/Hispanic”, “5’ 10”” tall, “Roman Catholic”, aspirant to have children, a drinker but not a smoker, “High school” educated, and last but not least, at an income level of “$45 to $60,000”

All things considered, Zimmerman strikes me as anything but a psychotic bigot with a propensity for casual murder. He reminds me of what might be branded as, in essence, the average American guy. Not perfect, not always rational (really now, how acute does one have to be in order to realize that publicly posting these things is a terrible idea), or even level headed, but despite all of this, the kind of man that would reflexively have the back of his loved ones through thick and thin; these loved ones not only being family, but friends and neighbors too.

Zimmerman’s story is a tragic one, to put it mildly. However, after learning a fair deal about him through his own words, it should become all the more apparent that the press and partisan activists, both of which have the tendency to form a combined entity at times, have absolutely no place judging his fate. Indeed, this is a matter so delicate and quintessentially complex that the only place suitable for it is the courtroom.

At least, regardless of anybody’s personal opinion on this unfortunate matter, justice will be served there and nowhere else; one way or the other. That alone proves, despite its countless flaws, the legal system does indeed work. For this alone, every last one of us ought to be thankful.

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Joseph Cotto

Joseph F. Cotto is a social journalist by trade and student of history by lifestyle choice. He hails from central Florida, writing about political, economic, and social issues of the day. In the past, he was a contributor to Blogcritics Magazine, among other publications. He is currently at work on a book about American society.

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