The thwarted ambitions that took Zimmerman from altar boy to killer

C

cancel2 2022

Canceled
When George Zimmerman was a little boy he couldn’t let a good deed pass undone. He couldn’t stand by while a neighbor unloaded groceries without offering to help. He couldn’t watch while his father, wounded in the Korean War, limped as he cut the front lawn without trying to take over.
Of all the lessons of his childhood the one that buried itself most deeply in ‘little Georgie’s’ heart was that helping was his duty.

It took him from the altar of his local church to the sidewalk of a Florida neighbourhood, with a gun in his hand and Trayvon Martin in his sights.


article-0-1AC19338000005DC-786_634x432.jpg


Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...Zimmerman-didnt-stop-night.html#ixzz2Z1AGRetC
Follow us: @MailOnline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook
 
I Love America said:
What were his ambitions? Do you know?
Click to expand...

On 2 February Zimmerman placed his 45th call to 911. A black male wearing black leather jacket, black hat and printed trousers was loitering near a neighbor’s home. He didn’t approach and the youth fled before the police arrived.

The following week Zimmerman’s grandmother, the lynchpin of the family, was taken into hospital. One week later his father, Robert, was admitted with a heart problem.

On the night he shot Trayvon, paramedics noted that among the medications Zimmerman used, he was taking the powerful sedative Tamazepan. When Zimmerman called to report the presence of a suspicious youth in the area, the police dispatcher told him he didn’t need to follow. But he did. He was failing classes. His grandmother and father were ill. He was concerned at the crimes in the neighbourhood to the point where he was seeing trouble where none existed. Everything that had gone before had brought him to this point. And everything that was happening right then propelled him forward. He was doing his duty. The tragedy for Martin, and for Zimmerman too, is that this ‘kind, calm man’ from Manassas could no longer see where ‘doing good’ stopped and doing harm began.
Click to expand...



​
 
Last edited:
Aoxomoxoa said:
Yet with the same intensity of the teenage boy who dreamt of being a Marine and polished his boots nightly, Zimmerman monitored his neighbourhood with something bordering on obsession.


Though nobody asked it of him that was the way he was raised – to do his duty and to see duty where others might not.

Between August 2004 and February 2012 he called the police at least 46 times.

The calls, logged in the case evidence documents, show an escalating level of anxiety.
Zimmerman was increasingly taking it on himself to monitor and even prevent crime.

He reported garage doors left open, kids behaving raucously around a swimming pool, stray dogs and cars, and ultimately youths, he didn’t recognize and felt had no business in the neighbourhood.

His friends from Manassas describe a calm, kind, and gentle man.

But this log of calls speaks of something different.

It speaks of concern tipping into anxiety.

Zimmerman's desire to help was tipping into a frustrated need to 'do good.'

When he took on the role of Captain of his Neighbourhood Watch – a group that he was instrumental in establishing with the co-operation of the local Sanford Police Department – he instructed members to be pro-active.

There had been a spate of break-ins in the area and following one daytime robbery Zimmerman emailed members urging them: ‘Do not become a victim…Please do not let others piggy back into the gate.

‘Additionally, whatever time you get home, please take a drive around the community and observe and report any suspicious persons, vehicles or activities.’
As Captain of the Neighbourhood Watch Zimmerman had finally found a badge to put on his desire to ‘do good.’







Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...Zimmerman-didnt-stop-night.html#ixzz2Z1F0ZaX3
Follow us: @MailOnline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook
​

[/COLOR][/LEFT]
Click to expand...

So 1 phone call on an average of every 7.8 weeks, is somehow wrong??
 
Aoxomoxoa said:

As Captain of the Neighbourhood Watch Zimmerman had finally found a badge to put on his desire to ‘do good.’ He also had a gun. He had completed his training in November 2009 and applied for a license for a concealed firearm.

On 2 February Zimmerman placed his 45th call to 911. A black male wearing black leather jacket, black hat and printed trousers was loitering near a neighbour’s home. He didn’t approach and the youth fled before the police arrived.

The following week Zimmerman’s grandmother, the lynchpin of the family, was taken into hospital. One week later his father, Robert, was admitted with a heart problem.

On the night he shot Trayvon, paramedics noted that among the medications Zimmerman used, he was taking the powerful sedative Tamazepan. When Zimmerman called to report the presence of a suspicious youth in the area, the police dispatcher told him he didn’t need to follow. But he did. He was failing classes. His grandmother and father were ill. He was concerned at the crimes in the neighbourhood to the point where he was seeing trouble where none existed.

Everything that had gone before had brought him to this point. And everything that was happening right then propelled him forward. He was doing his duty. The tragedy for Martin, and for Zimmerman too, is that this ‘kind, calm man’ from Manassas could no longer see where ‘doing good’ stopped and doing harm began.
Click to expand...





​
Click to expand...
 
Aoxomoxoa said:
Yet with the same intensity of the teenage boy who dreamt of being a Marine and polished his boots nightly, Zimmerman monitored his neighbourhood with something bordering on obsession.


Though nobody asked it of him that was the way he was raised – to do his duty and to see duty where others might not.

Between August 2004 and February 2012 he called the police at least 46 times.

The calls, logged in the case evidence documents, show an escalating level of anxiety.
Zimmerman was increasingly taking it on himself to monitor and even prevent crime.

He reported garage doors left open, kids behaving raucously around a swimming pool, stray dogs and cars, and ultimately youths, he didn’t recognize and felt had no business in the neighbourhood.

His friends from Manassas describe a calm, kind, and gentle man.

But this log of calls speaks of something different.

It speaks of concern tipping into anxiety.

Zimmerman's desire to help was tipping into a frustrated need to 'do good.'

When he took on the role of Captain of his Neighbourhood Watch – a group that he was instrumental in establishing with the co-operation of the local Sanford Police Department – he instructed members to be pro-active.

There had been a spate of break-ins in the area and following one daytime robbery Zimmerman emailed members urging them: ‘Do not become a victim…Please do not let others piggy back into the gate.

‘Additionally, whatever time you get home, please take a drive around the community and observe and report any suspicious persons, vehicles or activities.’
As Captain of the Neighbourhood Watch Zimmerman had finally found a badge to put on his desire to ‘do good.’







Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/art...Zimmerman-didnt-stop-night.html#ixzz2Z1F0ZaX3
Follow us: @MailOnline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook
​

[/COLOR][/LEFT]
Click to expand...

Irrelevant and wrong. When we started out neighborhood watch the policeman specifically told us to report ANYTHING out of the ordinary no matter how trivial. He said to use the non emergent line and they would get to it when they could.
 
I Love America said:
Irrelevant and wrong. When we started out neighborhood watch the policeman specifically told us to report ANYTHING out of the ordinary no matter how trivial. He said to use the non emergent line and they would get to it when they could.
Click to expand...

and he also told you NOT to approach people and to merely observe and report
 
evince said:
and he also told you NOT to approach people and to merely observe and report
Click to expand...

So what? Make a law against talking to strangers if it's a problem to ask someone a question. Martin could have said "fuck you" and simply kept on walking. He chose to assault the cracker ass
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top