When I was a little girl growing up in North Carolina, our elementary class went on a field trip to an art museum. There was one piece of art that stuck out in my mind and has been placed in my memory forever.
I long since forgotten who painted it but I remember it was a political painting because my teacher told us it was. At the ripe old age of 7, I would not have known its meaning nor the impact it was meant to have until now.
Trayvon Martin unlocked this memory for me.
The painting was of a Carolina shoreline with a giant ocean rippling on through and there were words painted on the sky above on a ribbon saying, "Swim Back to Africa".
When you looked in the ocean, in the painting, there were many black men swimming out to sea with a white man under each of their arms trying to swim back to Africa. I understood they would not make the journey and I understood that two white men would drown with them.
I stared and stared at that painting. I knew I liked it, I actually loved it but not for the reason you think.
My Mother and Father are from other countries and I grew up being called a pollok and a natzi. Again, I was too young to understand what that meant but I knew enough to kick someone in the balls when they said it.
I ended up in the Principal's office a few times regarding that particular issue.
I was pleased with myself each time I did. The Principal, a wonderful man who happened to be black, understood and so my penalty was a simple, "try not to do it again." I love the fact that he said 'try not' because it left me open to defend myself.
I loved that painting, not because the black man would drown but because the white men would. I was sad for the black man but held no sympathy for the white ones.
I was bullied by anglos...and I was white, just not the right white.
This "Stand Your Ground" law is fine if someone is coming after you. I go to a university that has someone robbed at gunpoint for their smart phone, so I am all about stand your ground, but... to follow a person and provoke a fight in which you begin to loose and then shoot them...that is not standing your ground. You left your ground and walked over someone elses right to feel safe.
I believe in defending myself against others but I do not carry a gun because the weight of having to use it would haunt me.
I prefer a taser...
Oh, do not try and get up, fool!
I said don't get up.
In the end, I would want them to get up, preferably in handcuffs and knowing I thwarted an attack without killing anyone.
Stand your ground on your own turf but do not go looking for a fight you can not win and then shoot to kill.
Politicians do that and they have the aftermath on their shoulders.
The general public need not follow in their stupidity.