Justice must mean something else

So this is where it all leads? This has got to be the most depressing article I’ve read this week: Family rescued by George Zimmerman afraid of being targeted by hate mobs. And  because we didn’t learn our lesson last time, someone attempted to broadcast Zimmerman’s cellphone number, but got it wrong. Now a completely innocent and unrelated person is getting death threats on her business phone and can’t afford to get a different number. Some people have figured out it’s not Zimmerman’s–but call her anyway.

Meanwhile, in other parts of the country Blacks are beating up Hispanics “for Trayvon.” As if that’s somehow going to change the verdict, or the fact that people are being targeted because of their ethnicity. Being racist is somehow going to cure racism?

Seriously, people? Is this what your incessent quest for “justice” leads you to? People who have done absolutely nothing wrong are now afraid for their lives? (And it takes a British newspaper to bring this out?)

How does this in any way, shape or form resemble justice? Does the perception of injustice in one case excuse throwing justice out the window altogether?

Shame on you. You know who you are. Some of you are even on my Facebook feed, though at the moment I am questioning why. You don’t seem interested in justice so much as a very specific result matching your very specific and blindered world-view. And when you don’t get what you want you throw a horrible tantrum, terrorize anyone–however remotely or innocently–associated with the target of your hatred, and lash out at laws that weren’t even applicable in the case.

If this is your idea of Social Justice, I think you need to go back to the drawing board. I promise you, “He who screams loudest” is a lousy method of dispensing justice.