George Zimmerman and Trayvon Martin

March 19, 2013 at 1:00 pm | Posted in Crime and punishment | 1 Comment
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Mug Shot of George Zimmerman, 11  April 2012, from Seminole County, Florida Sheriff's Office.

Mug Shot of George Zimmerman, 11 April 2012, from Seminole County, Florida Sheriff’s Office.

A handgun, not necessarily the one used by George Zimmerman. Walther P99 chambered for 9x19mm round. The photo was apparently taken by Sirimiri, on or about Feb 11, 2007.

A handgun, not necessarily the one used by George Zimmerman. Walther P99 chambered for 9x19mm round. The photo was apparently taken by Sirimiri, on or about Feb 11, 2007.

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This is a follow-up of a previous blog posting on George Zimmerman’s fatal shooting of Trayvon Martin.

In my opinion, George Zimmerman is guilty of the exultant manslaughter of an opportunistically chosen victim.

Let me explain what exultant manslaughter is.

Like many of us, George Zimmerman’s personality includes a streak of vigilantism.  (The popularity of the YouTube video of a vigilante bus driver in Russia confirms that the vigilante urge is widespread.)

George Zimmerman was – probably only semi-conciously – looking for an opportunity that would provide a rationalization, an excuse, a cover, that would permit him to experience the thrill of power and accomplishment and of virtue from having blown away a bad person.  Any instance of the types of persons we all hate would do: the types of persons who cause us to gnash our teeth in frustration when we learn of their acts.

He had no particular person in mind.  The person was to be selected by fate.  George Zimmerman prowled the streets in his vehicle at night, because the history of nightime property crimes in his neighborhood favored stumbling upon a malefactor that way.

That is what is meant by exultant manslaughter.

I know this because of something in my own history.  When I was a graduate student I would work on my thesis until late at night, and then walk home through the empty and mostly dark campus.  One day there was news that over several nights lone students had been beaten up by a small roving band of rogue students.  Instead of changing my schedule, I went to a store that sold outdoor gear, and bought a blackened commando knife in a sheath.  Each night I strapped it on before leaving the office.  I walked home with my hand on the knife’s handle, scanning for lurking threats, and thinking of the satisfaction there would be in sinking the blade into astonished attackers.  Stupid but lucky, I never had the occasion to experience what the consequences would have been.

A dagger, roughly similar to the one I bought.

A dagger, roughly similar to the one I bought.

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