(Recently, the sad story of George Zimmerman and Trayvon
Martin was in the news again. It
reminded me that I had started this essay on the anniversary of the event in
late February. Here it is a month and a
half late, but still relevant.)
At the end of February, it had been the one year anniversary
of the tragic killing of Trayvon Martin by George Zimmerman in Sanford,
FL. While the case continues to be
worked out in the courts and the exact details remain unknown and perhaps
unknowable, the impact that the killing had on our culture continues and was
remembered by many at the time of the anniversary. Vigils were held, candles were lit, and many
wondered how it is that these kinds of things happen in our world. The dynamics of the tragedy have been
revisited in this last month with the death of 16 year old Kimani Gray in
Brooklyn.
As I remembered the story of what happened to Trayvon Martin,
I also remembered the initial public gatherings that occurred not only in
Sanford but in many places around the country.
Of the signs I remember people holding up at these gatherings, there
were many with some version of “We are all Trayvon Martin”. The message was that anyone could be mistaken
as being something they were not based on the reaction of another person. Some crazy “George Zimmerman” out there could
shoot me, too!
Even at that time, I knew that this was only partially true. For me especially as a middle aged, middle
class, white male, I was not Trayvon and it was disingenuous for me to think
that I could identify with him and others who are routinely judged because of
their outer characteristics. I have
never been followed in a store, something that is not true for many African
Americans I know. I have not been
“profiled” by the police as is seen in people being pulled over for various
trivial car equipment problems, something that seems to occur more frequently
to people who don’t look like me than to those who do.. When I wear I hooded sweatshirt (a hoodie), probably the worst that someone thinks is,
“Look at that old dork wearing a hoodie!”
I am not Trayvon Martin.
It is unlikely that we interested but disconnected observers
of this tragedy will ever know the exact details of what happened when Trayvon
Martin was killed. But some things are
known and I want to focus on one. This
incident would not have happened if George Zimmerman had not made some
assumptions about who he thought Trayvon was.
There is another time to discuss the whole idea of neighborhood watch
people patrolling the streets armed in the first place. But leaving that aside, the incident between
Trayvon and George took place because George saw something about Trayvon that
led him to initiate a contact with the young man. Without George’s judgment of the threat posed
by Trayvon, George never would have approached him. What happened after that the specific details
will likely remain shrouded to all but God.
But certainly George’s assessment of who he perceived Trayvon to be led
to the incident in the first place. And
George’s emotions related to whatever Trayvon’s reaction was to the initial
contact were certainly based in part on what he expected someone like Trayvon
to do – based on George’s initial assessment of who he perceived him to
be.
And this was where I began to realize that while I am not
Trayvon Martin and don’t feel comfortable saying that I can identify with
people of color who experience regularly, maybe daily what I have only
experienced a few times, I am
George Zimmerman. In fact, I think we
are all George Zimmerman. It is human
nature to judge others based on our preconceived ideas of what we expect them
to be based on our picture of what “people like that” are like. This natural tendency to judgment is not
exclusive to any race, age, gender, religion – we all do it. And our initial actions towards others based
on our preconceptions lead to all kinds of divisions, conflicts, disruptions,
and in the worst cases, physical confrontations and even, as in the case of
Trayvon Martin, death.
In addition to being George Zimmermans, we also tend to
group ourselves with others who see things the same way that we do, thereby
affirming our impressions, opinions, or probably more accurately, our
prejudices. We all prefer to be with
others who are “like us.” But in order
for us to be with people who are like us, there must be others who are not like
us. And we are all too skilled at
defining that “unlikeness” in negative, judgmental terms. When
we see kids doing this in junior and senior high school, we talk about cliques
and peer pressure and how bad it is. But
when adults do it, it somehow seems more refined to us!
Another aspect of seeing the George Zimmerman in ourselves relates to how we can ever make things
better. When I acknowledge and begin to
deal with my own George Zimmerman, I take responsibility for my thoughts and
actions that contribute to judgment and division in my community. When I try to identify with Trayvon Martin, I
am identifying with the victim and I need someone else to change. Put
another way, if I hold up a sign that says “We are all Trayvon Martin”, I am
telling all the George Zimmermans in the world that they need to change in
order for our communities to get better.
The responsibility and power for change lies in someone else’s
hands. But if I hold up a sign that
says, “We are all George Zimmerman” (figuratively, of course!), I am
identifying with those who judge and justify their actions based on their judgments,
and I am acknowledging that I have plenty of my own judgments. The responsibility and power for change are
now in my hands. I can do something
about it!
As best as we can understand, George’s judgment of Trayvon
and his decision to act on that judgment began a series of events that ended in
tragedy. It is unlikely that I will ever
be involved in something like what happened in Sanford, but do my judgments
ever start a series of events that contribute to division rather than
reconciliation? It is a serious question
that everyone needs to consider for themselves.
I think this dynamic is something of what Jesus was
referring to when he advised people to “first take the plank out of your own
eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s
eye.” (Matthew 7:5) I don’t pretend to
know what exactly happened between George and Trayvon when this tragedy took
place. I am using the figures that they
have become in our cultural discussion to make a point: We are all much too accomplished at seeing
the fault in others and much less skilled at the introspection that exposes our
own contributions to the problems that we face personally, in our families, and
in the broader society. All the “isms”
are the result. The solution starts with
me because I am George Zimmerman.
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