Yet more Zimmershit
From Gawker article “George Zimmerman Wants His Normal Life Back”:
George Zimmerman is not getting used to the rest of his life. In a new Spanish language interview with Univision that will air on Sunday night, Zimmerman details exactly how shitty his existence currently is, while also wondering why he can’t live like the rest of us.
First, the grisly details: Zimmerman is $2.5 million in debt. He claims to have post-traumatic stress disorder. He wears a bulletproof vest and follows “safety plans” while in public. He fears being murdered himself. He does not have a job. He does not have health insurance (no Obamacare, eh?). He says that he is homeless.
“Honestly, I [would] love to live a calm life without being in the press. I’d like [to be treated like] any American citizen,” Zimmerman says in the interview, according to a translation by the New York Daily News. “Have a ticket or an argument [and] not have everyone aware. But that’s my life and I do not understand why that is.”
Not surprisingly, the responses in the Gawker comments are mostly along the lines of “Trayvon wants his life back, and your problems are your own damn fault for killing an unarmed kid!” But I want to note something else. These remarks show what an utterly mendacious bull-shit artist this guy is. Read this line (slightly edited) again:
“I would love to live a calm life without being in the press.” Zimmerman says in the interview.
Uh, George, if you really don’t want to be in the press, why are you GIVING INTERVIEWS to any media outlet that will put your fat mug up on the Tube? His statement above is just another LIE. He doesn’t want a calm life away from the spotlight. He’s a pathological narcissist who has been making trouble for himself his entire adult life so he can get people’s attention. He LOVES BEING IN THE PRESS! His little internal timer is going to go off every 30-90 days of quietude, and he’s going to pull some new attention-begging thing — create a new painting, offer himself for a new celebrity spectacle, whine very publicly about how he wishes the nasty media vampires would leave him alone — until people get bored and actually do stop paying attention to him. At which point he will either shrivel up into dust, or embark on some really drastic form of hey-look-at-me insanity that could well be dangerous to other people, and — should GZ survive his self-made Gotterdamerung — could well finally put him into prison for the rest of his days.