The candlelight vigils actually took place yesterday on the anniversary of the day that Trayvon Martin got shot for wearing a hoodie, carrying Skittles and trying to beat a man’s head into the ground. Two out of three of these things are legal so it was clearly an unprovoked assault.
But every day is Trayvon Martin day. Trayvon Martin died for our sins and we remember his death by putting on a hoodie, getting some skittles and assaulting Latino men with German last names to provoke a confused racial incident. The latter is optional, but an important part of getting into the true spirit of Trayvon Martin’s legacy.
It is truly ridiculous that we live in a country where attacking a man who looks suspiciously at you is illegal. It’s insane that you can kill a man who is attacking you even though he probably doesn’t have a gun. In every way, shape and form, Trayvon Martin’s death is a reminder of how much further we need to advance as a country.
Trayvon Martin’s death is a cause of many issues. It’s about gun violence and the right to bear Skittles. It’s about the unforgivable racism of legalized self-defense and how big a racist George Zimmerman was until it turned out that MSNBC completely reedited that tape to make him sound like one.
When we search our souls, we can see that Trayvon Martin is all of us. Black, white, Asian, male, female, old, young pink, purple, Eskimo; in some small way we are all Trayvon Martin. Martin symbolizes that side of us which picks a stupid fight with a stranger and then gets shot when it goes too far.
And now let us don our ceremonial hoodies, fill our cups of coke with green skittles and taking out our Ouija boards, summon the spirit of Trayvon Martin into our midst and ask him what he thinks of Ben Affleck winning an Oscar.