Such ordinary, unremarkable moments in a life. How, then,
did this young man end up shot to death on those meticulously manicured HOA
lawns?
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| Crime scene photo courtesy CBS News |
Others have told, and continue to tell, this story from
every imaginable perspective. Trouble is, not one of these represents What
Really Happened, an impossibility of fact and yet the one thing we desire above
all else. Denied this, what remains, what seems clear, regardless of guilt or
innocence, regardless of the questionable and violent choices made by any one
man, is that Trayvon Martin was perceived as an outsider, a stranger, and a
threat to the idealized inhabitants of George Zimmerman’s community. Seems
obvious, right? Such perception has been used to justify the killing of another
human being.
Yet what also seems clear is that if the brief and mundane
scene I sketched in the first sentence of this post had happened in any number
of other neighborhoods, it could have passed unremarked, extraordinarily
ordinary. In still other settings, perhaps this scene could have played out as “routine”
gang violence, the violent death of yet another young man stamped and filed by
local authorities without investigation or a second thought. It is the
combination, the volatile mixture of this
individual, in that specific place,
that facilitated (and, per the court’s decision, vindicated) violence and
death, the indelible remnants of which will forever mark the shooter and his
target, their families and communities, with injury, with tragedy.
Horrified, today I have watched my academic musings over the
potency of what I call white space
(see below) spill off the pages of abstract theorizing and take form on a national
stage, a morbid verification of what I have suspected all along: despite all
our protests, despite our veneer of “civilization,” all our empty talk of
colorblindness, tolerance, freedom and peace and whatever else you’d like to
throw in there, we, as a people, as collectives and communities, are not so
very far removed from our slaveholding, Native-slaughtering,
indigenous-eradicating past—and we all know it. Deep down, we know, and we work
so hard to build illusions of cohabitation that, in the end, simply do not
cohabit with the lived realities of our others.
Yet our investment in deluding
ourselves is so extensive that, at this point, we are incapable of abandoning
it.
What, then, is to be done? Could the tragic death of Trayvon
Miller, or any of our multitudes of unnamed, un-mourned men, have been prevented?
In light of our current, obsessive focus on denial, I say, regrettably, no. Not
in this place, at this moment in time. But that doesn’t preclude the
possibility for future shifts, in which we get honest with ourselves and,
ideally, shift our energy away from supporting poisonous fantasies of colorblind
justice and toward working on the insidious source of our problems—selfishness,
greed, prejudice, and a deep-seated belief in our God-given right to contribute
to the oppression of others.
From “’Bubbles of Wilderness’: The Rhetorics of Non-white
Bodies in White Space” by Shersta Chabot, 2 May 2013:
“In the United
States, some bodies are more susceptible to “becoming” strange than others.
This is due in part to the national structures of power that frame a white
dominant culture rooted directly in the oppressive ideologies of white
supremacism. The resulting cultural environment generates, and manifests
through, what film critic Audrey Foster labels white space: locations and/or moments that are constructed and
governed by heteronormative, white supremacist ideology. Recognizing the way
that this white space constitutes nonwhite, and thus in this context
non-normative, bodies, Charles Mills asserts that “[t]he nonwhite body is a
moving bubble of wilderness in white political space, a node of discontinuity
which is necessarily in permanent tension with it” (53). Following Mills’
conceptualization, this essay focuses primarily on the tension between the
nonwhite body and white space, which includes the communal white space of the
white cultural imaginary.”

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