Stop moving on.
There are days where I sit at work reading every terrible news story there is to be found, not on purpose, but just to take one god damn minute of my day to think about all the horrible things that happen.
I think after something as heartbreaking as the Trayvon situation happens, (regardless of what your thoughts are on the case, an unarmed someone who was young and loved and didn't want to die, was murdered by another human) there should be an obligatory moment (meaning hours or days) at our jobs, our homes, our trains, our buses, to think and to mourn, either alone or together, and to acknowledge that people are capable of doing terrible things. People do terrible things. And to recognize that our lives will move on, but the lives of that person, their loved one's, those lives won't ever be the same.
Can we all just take a pause, wherever we are, and have a conversation with each other? As humans. Celebrate or realize our capabilities of being empathetic. Be devastated together. I think that could be a pretty big thing.
