I have a son.
He’s 22, which means he was born after George Zimmerman and before Trayvon Martin.
He’s a lot like I was at his age.
He says stupid shit sometimes. So does his mom.
He has hit people before, in anger and in fear. So has his mom.
He has never stalked someone dead. Neither has his mom.
He is quick to ask questions and he gets along with everyone…
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When I was 17, I was a freshman at GA Tech. The Allman Bros were coming to town and I wanted to see them BAD. So bad that I camped out for tickets. I walked down the street in the middle of the night all dressed in black armed with mace and tryin’ to look badassed . Back in the day, it was a dicey neighborhood and I didn’t want any trouble. It was NOT a gated community. Had it been, I’d have probably not been so cautious.
I got my tickets, the show was awesome, and I even got to go backstage.
My point is, however, that if I had felt that someone was following me with ill intent, I woulda been on alert. And if they had approached me with venom, I woulda used my mace.
And then they coulda shot me dead, according to FL law, because mace really hurts a lot.
It’s how I see it, thanks for listening.
Peace.