Trayvon Martin Is Your Problem. And Mine.

A man wears a single bullet around his neck over his Trayvon t-shirt as people hold placards and shout slogans during a rally in Los Angeles in the aftermath of George Zimmerman's acquittal in the shooting death of Florida teen Trayvon Martin,  on July 15, 2013 in California, where local civil rights activists and other leaders urged participants to remain peaceful as they express frustration with the trial's outcome. AFP PHOTO/Frederic J. BROWN        (Photo credit should read FREDERIC J. BROWN/AFP/Getty Images)
A man wears a single bullet around his neck over his Trayvon t-shirt as people hold placards and shout slogans during a rally in Los Angeles in the aftermath of George Zimmerman's acquittal in the shooting death of Florida teen Trayvon Martin, on July 15, 2013 in California, where local civil rights activists and other leaders urged participants to remain peaceful as they express frustration with the trial's outcome. AFP PHOTO/Frederic J. BROWN (Photo credit should read FREDERIC J. BROWN/AFP/Getty Images)

I’ve spent the last several days processing the Trayvon Martin case. I’ve read some, I’ve discussed some, but publicly I’ve mostly remained silent for a number of reasons. Save for a brief tweet Sunday morning–which offered just enough information for me to acknowledge it, but really not so much at all.