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Speechless...

Over the years, I've felt that sting of racial injustice...when Amadou Diallo's killers were let off the hook for shooting an unarmed man 41 times...and when Rodney King's attackers were acquitted despite videotaped evidence.

Now, I feel that way about the Trayvon Martin murder. In case you've been under a rock, George Zimmerman shot the 17-year-old in cold blood because he looked "suspicious." Martin was armed, alright...with an iced tea and some Skittles. His killer hasn't been arrested because he supposedly shot him in self-defense.

Seriously? This child was 100 pounds lighter and 11 years younger than him. He was told by the 911 dispatcher to stop following the kid. And call me crazy, when someone is begging for their life -- as heard on the 911 calls from neighbors -- they're hardly in a position to be "threatening."

The thing that makes my heart ache is that Trayvon could be any of our sons, brothers, nephews, cousins, and friends. Do you realize how many Black guys walk home from stores with candy and drinks in hand? Can you even count how many of them wear black hoodies? Do they deserve to die for it?

Of course, if we're honest, this case happened in the same state where Casey Anthony was allowed to get away with killing her own baby. I guess if you can kill your own child, it's no far stretch to kill someone else's.

As of today, Sanford Police Chief Bill Lee stepped down after receiving a no-confidence vote from the city commission. Let's hope an arrest is forthcoming for Mr. Zimmerman.

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