Wrong Side of the Street
By Daniel Greenfield
SultanKnish.Blogspot.com
The Zimmerman case is about many things, but it
isn't about George Zimmerman, an Hispanic Obama
supporter who campaigned against police brutality
only to find himself plucked up by the hand of Big
Brother to play the villainous white racist in the
latest episode of liberal political reality
television.
Zimmerman is the latest Bernie Goetz; another
wholly unlikely cult figure who currently campaigns
for vegetarian lunches in public schools and
squirrel rescue. It's not that the two men had
anything particularly in common. Unlike Goetz, it is
very unlikely that Zimmerman jumped the gun, so to
speak, but they both fill a similar niche. They
represent the embattled lower half of the middle
class.
To understand the Zimmerman case, you have to live
in a neighborhood that has just enough property
values to keep you paying the mortgage and just
enough proximity to dangerous territories to make
you feel like you're living on the frontier.
The chain of events doesn't make much sense to the
elites, which is one reason why they assume that the
explanation must be racism There weren't a lot of
New Yorker readers cheering as Charles Bronson's
Paul Kersey stalked the subways and parks of the
city blowing away hoods. The perfect target audience
for the Death Wish movies or for Goetz saying "You
don't look too bad, here's another" was that bottom
half of the middle class that didn't have enough
money to leave the city and didn't have enough
liberalism to accept the violence as their just due.
But the case isn't about race either. It's about a
struggling middle class in a precarious economy
trying to hang on to what it has. And it's about a
culture of dropouts from the economy who celebrate
thuggery and then pretend to be the victims. It's
doubtful that anyone in Zimmerman's neighborhood who
weathered multiple break-ins has much sympathy for
the Martin family. And that's one reason that the
prosecution hasn't found any useful witnesses.
If Trayvon Martin had been the clean cut innocent
kid that the media tried to pretend he is, the
reaction might have been different. But he wasn't.
The gap between Martin and Zimmerman wasn't race, in
other circumstances most liberals would have called
both men members of minority groups, it was
aspiration.
George Zimmerman wanted to to be a cop. Trayvon
Martin wanted to be a hood. It's quite possible that
Martin got no closer to his ambition than Zimmerman
got to his. Both men were just going through the
motions on the edge of a game of cops-and-robbers
that suddenly turned deadly real. And even in a
country where the thug tops the entertainment heap,
the vulnerable parts of the middle class have more
sympathy for aspiring cops than for aspiring thugs.
What are cops and thugs? Cops are the protectors of
the middle class and thugs prey on the middle class.
Not just any part of the middle class, but the
vulnerable parts, the men and women without enough
money and mobility to get out when neighborhoods
turn bad. And then it all comes down to territory
and who can intimidate whom. Either the cops
intimidate the thugs or the thugs intimidate the
cops.
Everyone is the hero in their own story, but George
Zimmerman and Trayvon Martin were living out
different stories. George Zimmerman was looking out
for his neighbors while Trayvon Martin was looking
to live the thug life. Martin's story ended with him
realizing that sometimes attitude isn't enough and
Zimmerman's story ended with him realizing that
sometimes even when you try to be the hero, you're
going to be drawn as a villain.
But the Zimmerman and Martin story is an American
story. That's why it has become so big. Back in the
70s, when Paul Kersey was skulking around on the
silver screen, it was mainly an urban story. Now
it's an everywhere story. It's a story about
homesteaders and savages, about a shaky middle class
built on piles of debt trying to protect what's left
of its way of life while across the street, there's
the glamor of not working and scoring money any way
you can.
It's a culture clash of a primal kind. Settlers and
nomads. Cops and robbers. Builders and destroyers.
And it was never going to end well. The elites want
the settlers to make way for the nomads, the cops to
acknowledge their role in alienating the robbers and
the builders to admit that their construction is
really the destruction of the way of life of the
destroyers. They don't understand the struggling
lower middle class and they don't care to. They have
a great deal of empathy for the Trayvon Martins
swaggering around another neighborhood that decays
at their touch, but none for the George Zimmermans,
sweating, mopping their brows, worrying how they're
going to hold everything together.
Neighborhood watches don't have to turn violent,
but they exist because of the potential for violence
in a society with plenty of law, but little order.
The struggling middle class looks to the cops only
to realize that the cops have their own job and it
isn't to protect them, it's to protect each other.
And so they become cops. It's vigilantism of a sort
and it's a symptom of social collapse. But it's also
the attitude that helped make the United States
happen.
That's the real story behind the headlines, the
agitprop and the circus of a public trial. It's the
reality that doesn't get talked about much because
it's much less interesting than the straightforward
story being fed into the presses. The one about an
innocent young boy killed for no reason at all. It's
a story about what happens when people are backed
into a corner and then told to stay there. It's
about a frightened middle class trying to survive.
And it's about territory.
Settlers make homes. Nomads walk in and out of them.
Builders thrive on making things and destroyers on
trashing them. Zimmerman picked his side of the coin
and Martin picked his.