What Part Of George Zimmerman’s Story Am I Missing?

May 24, 2012

I have been thinking about this a lot, and, as near as I can tell, George Zimmerman followed a kid after the police told him to stop. He engaged the kid and said kid is now dead. What am I missing? Under what circumstance is Zimmerman not guilty? If you initiate contact unwillingly with someone else, and it goes bad, how is that not your fault? If he would have left Trayvon Martin alone, there is no scenario where either party would have been injured, correct?

To me, that’s the end of the story. Well, the kid was a criminal. OK, that’s what police are for. Well, Zimmerman was just trying to keep his neighborhood safe. Good job Zim! You did the right thing in calling the cops. But when they told you to leave him alone, you blew it. Yeah but Trayvon beat the crap out of Zimmerman. 3 things. Again, don’t follow him and he doesn’t beat you. Two, if you are going to confront someone, you should have at least some basic skills in handling yourself. Three, if you have a gun, or are attacking me, I will do everything in my power to hurt you. It’s human survival.

Well TL, this kid Martin was a druggie, thieving, scumbag and Zimmerman just made the streets safer. This is probably the most ridiculous of all of the arguments. Zimmerman had no idea who Martin was on that day and his own bias and prejudice initiated the entire mess. This leads directly to the “I hate ni**ers” line of thinking. While that line of thinking is alive and well in some people, it does not help ion a situation like this. Is Zimmerman a racist? Who cares? Just like I don’t care about what type of person Martin was as it relates to this crime.

In the end, these paths should have never crossed. Only one person is responsible for the interaction, (again, against police advice), and that is Zimmerman. While I much better understand an argument being made for the degree of the penalty, this guy is no doubt guilty. What’s a human life worth? Is it worth less in a hoody or if the person is young? Or black?

Help me understand why Zimmerman should walk in this case. I really don’t see it.

My Latest Battle With Depression

May 23, 2012

Some of you know that depression kicked my ass about 8 weeks ago. I just woke up one day and couldn’t get out of bed. If it wasn’t for my wife, I would definitely be giving Brian Wilson a run for his money. (For you youngsters, Brian stayed in bed for a full year). Also, I just felt like I wanted to die. Not kill myself, just allow myself to succumb to a massive coronary or something.

I ended up in a outpaitient program for 6 weeks. (initially, they told me it would be 3. Hence, I was twice as crazy as they thought I was). Anyway, it was one of the best experiences I have ever had in my life. What I thought would be a daily episode of Springer with crazy people beating the crap out of each other was just the opposite.

To my amazement, all of these people in tremendous pain, were so kind and generous it was overwhelming at first. They could so easily see others pain but could not tap into their own for some reason. This really resonated with me. However, as they shared their stories, I could see my own issues coming into much clearer view. I certainly was ashamed and embarrassed to be there, at first, but it may have been one of the best things to ever happen to me.

So, TL, does this story have a happy ending? Kind of. I have a great cast of loving and supportive friends and family. However, I do suffer from chronic depression and I don’t think it is something that is really “cured”. It’s a constant work in progress. My hope is, before I fall of a cliff again, is that I see the behaviors that led me to such a dark place. I can live with that. The common theme in therapy was, “If this is as good as life gets, I just don’t want to be here anymore”. I am hopeful it will get better but I also appreciate that a lot of work goes into that.

We just need 3 things to have a great life. Love ourselves, love others, and allow ourselves to be loved… all unconditionally. Pretty simple, eh? Of course the devil is in the details. I can tell you this. Beating on yourself relentlessly is exhausting. In a group setting, you can see the fatigue on all of our faces. Depression is a grind, it’s hard. It’s also real. As real as a broken arm. My hope is that, if you are depressed, you seek help. Don’t be afraid or ashamed. You deserve to be whole. We all do. TL