Ok, so Rachel Jeantel is probably functionally illiterate. I don’t have an inside voice. We all have faults.
Let’s not get distracted from the issue at hand. Somebody shot that black boy in a cold, hard murder and whether this girl is ignorant or not…her friend is dead.
Pointing out this girl’s social shortcomings is not fodder for shits and giggles. There is real danger here. Her humanity is at stake, her value as a human being. If we can let her be profiled into this stereotypical hoodrat, we will be distracted while the defense subversively dehumanizes her…and eventually dehumanizes Trayvon.
Quiet as it’s kept, the defense loves this. This witness gets marginalized; she’s just like the rest of the uneducated black chattel. And Trayvon was her friend.
We watch while this girl is torn apart and by her own people. Stop playing. We know who she is. She’s our daughter, our sister, our cousin…for whatever reason, she didn’t turn out the same way we did but she is no less family. And, lest we forget, Trayvon was her friend.
That girl has been traumatized in a way I can’t imagine. I think of all of my black male friends and family. I know they are hunted daily by a predatory society that seeks to kill and destroy them. God forbid, I would be a witness to the day, the moment when one of them was overcome. Which one of their murders should get smaller than my shortcomings when I step on the world stage to tell his story?
Remembering Trayvon means remembering TRAYVON.