Both Dunn and Zimmerman initiated
contact with Martin and Davis. Both young men were doing what teenagers in America do. They were minding their own business. Their presence didn't seem to distract anyone from what they were doing except Dunn and Zimmerman, whose only issues were, "Why the hell are these 'black boys' occupying the same space I am? Who gave them permission to breathe the same air I am? How dare they act as if they belong here?"
Martin and Davis's existence was so distracting to Zimmerman and Dunn that they could not resist initiating a confrontation with them. After all, they both had guns to protect themselves "when" the black boys did not respond with the proper respect for their obvious betters. Keeping blacks in their place was a position relegated to Dunn and Zimmerman by the Potato God no one hears but them. We understand this because the Son of Sam had a dog who told him to kill people who were minding their business too.
Well, Mr. Zimmerman (I am homeless, unemployed, broke and afraid) and Mr. Dunn (I can't believe I am in prison for shooting at three black boys who simply existed and not for killing an imaginary hostile black boy), welcome to what has been a large part of the African American experience. Hell might have been a figment of your imagination before, but. . . now it's your reality.
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oh what am I saying - like hell they will 
