Where Was God The Night Trayvon Martin Was Murdered?
There was no god on Trayvon Martin’s side the night he was murdered. Like all of us, he was on his own. There is no amount of prayer or belief in god that could have helped him the night that George Zimmerman decided to profile, stalk, and murder him. The fact that both the Zimmerman and Martin/Fulton families made references to god following the not guilty verdict in the Zimmerman murder case is disgusting to me on various levels. How is god on your side when, at almost every step, it has sided with your oppressor? Trayvon Martin was murdered, his body filed away as a John Doe, his killer was not arrested for weeks, and a jury found his killer not guilty. How is that reflective of god being on Trayvon Martin’s side? How is that reflective of god being on Black people’s side?
The central belief uniting the Martin/Fulton and Zimmerman families is the belief that god is on both of their sides. Both families think that a nonexistent god is on their side. Zimmerman’s parents continue to go on national television saying that they pray that Trayvon is in a better place. This kind of ignorant, insensitive, and disrespcetful statement is only possible with belief in god. As asinine as both beliefs are, the Zimmerman’s actually have more of a claim to god being on their side than the Martin/Fulton family. Afterall, Zimmerman is still alive and he got off scot-free. It takes a special kind of ignorance for the oppresser and the oppressed to both think that god is on their side. Belief in god is one hell of a drug.
How many more Black people have to die before we realize that that we are on our own? There is no god looking out for out race. There is no god protecting Black youth like Trayvon Martin and Aiyana Jones. There is no god protecting Black adults like Marissa Alexander and Marco McMillian. It should outrage Black people when someone tries to rationalize the violence visited upon us daily with an excuse as disrespectful as the notion that a god is on our side. I love Black people too much to see us disrespect ourselves with continued belief in some White man in the sky, supposedly looking out for us. I want Black people to believe in each other. I want Black people to call on each other.
As we remember the life of Trayvon Martin, we must remember that we are our saviors. We must be the ones in the street proesting. We must be the ones demanding justice. The false notion that a god is looking out for us has run its course.
I am often accused of injecting critiques of god into everything. This is, curiously, not that different from racist people who accused Blacks of injecting race into the Zimmerman murder trial. It is true that I am an atheist activist, and I am critical when people make statements about god. My atheism is rooted in a love Black people, so it is hard for me to look at what has happened to Black people, what continues to happen to Black people, and continue to believe in god. What do I believe in? I believe in the endurance of Black people. We are not a perfect people, no race is, but we still find ways to love.
I do not want to hear that god is the ultimate judge, and that we should not forget this fact despite the jury not finding Zimmerman guilty of murdering Trayvon. I want justice in this world. Why does justice, for Black people, so often delayed as we wait for a pearly-gate reversal, promised to us in a book written by White men?
The people who think god is on their side are as delusional as the ones who think that the Zimmerman case was not about race. Ignorance is bliss. How is it that god is on everyone’s side, but it just so happens that the Black kid is dead and his killer a free man?
Zimmerman’s parents had the audacity to go on national television and state that they pray that Trayvon is in a better place.
If an “all-powerful” god is just going to sit on the sidelines when Black kids are murdered, on their walk home, then that god is useless. The world continues to defecate on Black people, yet we still think that there is a god on our side.
We are on our own.
We always have been.