The Return Of The Daily Trayvon, Continued
“We don’t need you to do that.”
Seven words. This is the phrase you need to remember throughout the trial of George Zimmerman, who is accused to shooting to death a teenager named Trayvon Martin after investigating Martin for the crime of carrying snack food in a neighborhood where Zimmerman thought Martin did not belong. Jury selection began today. I suspect it may take a while.
The judge however, did rule that a defense motion to prohibit prosecutors from using inflammatory words such as “profiled,” “vigilante,” “wannabe cop,” and “self-appointed neighborhood watch captain” would be partially granted in reference to potential jurors. Lawyers will not be allowed to use those words when questioning potential jurors.
All trials are about words. All trials are about what words actually mean. So the judge is probably correct in trying to corral loose adjectives and renegade descriptions before they trample the attempt to frame an actual jury in this case. But the words that begin this post are the ones you should remember. Fifteen months ago, when Zimmerman spotted Martin and his snack food, he called a police dispatcher — a trained law-enforcement officer, and not one of those things, like Zimmerman, that Judge Nelson has banned from voir dire — and the actual police officer told him to stay in his car and not do anything more. Zimmerman ignored this professional advice and went off on his own anyway, and what ensued then ensued and here we are.
































