I remember the Trayvon Martin case coming up back when I was teaching at a Catholic boys school in the Bronx. I taught Catholic ethics so it was germane. The summer after the shooting, I followed the case carefully and came to realize that the media narrative was bunk. I tried to tell my students the following fall, but they were having …
I remember the Trayvon Martin case coming up back when I was teaching at a Catholic boys school in the Bronx. I taught Catholic ethics so it was germane. The summer after the shooting, I followed the case carefully and came to realize that the media narrative was bunk. I tried to tell my students the following fall, but they were having none of it. I remember saying what a shame it was that Trayvon didn’t take off his hood, introduce himself to Zimmerman, and say something like, “Hi, I’m Trayvon Martin and my dad lives in one of the buildings.”
I remember the Trayvon Martin case coming up back when I was teaching at a Catholic boys school in the Bronx. I taught Catholic ethics so it was germane. The summer after the shooting, I followed the case carefully and came to realize that the media narrative was bunk. I tried to tell my students the following fall, but they were having none of it. I remember saying what a shame it was that Trayvon didn’t take off his hood, introduce himself to Zimmerman, and say something like, “Hi, I’m Trayvon Martin and my dad lives in one of the buildings.”
Just basic politeness would’ve saved the day.