This, then, is what killed Trayvon Martin, the fact that we are so stubbornly convinced of that redundancy that a boy walking home carrying nothing more threatening than Skittles and iced tea can become a source of terror sufficient for a George Zimmerman to stalk him and to kill him.
It doesn't matter if he wore a hoodie.
It doesn't matter if he punched Zimmerman.
It doesn't matter why he was suspended from school.
What matters is that he is unavailable for comment about those things, and always will be. What matters is that none of them changes the essential truth of what this is about.
Though innocent of any crime, Trayvon Martin was gunned down by George Zimmerman. He was sacrificed for all our fears.