So, could very well be a reference to drugs, on Martin's part, to Martin's GF. There is a timeline/map at JOM that would give Martin time to get home, stash things, then return to confront Zimmerman.
Last Map Of The Retreat At Twin Lakes - JustOneMinute - March 29, 2012
Crump said Martin got caught in some rain and had put on his hoodie and was running to take cover, unaware he was being followed by Zimmerman. ... But at one point, Martin spots Zimmerman.He was being watched by Zimmerman, and the recording of Zimmerman with dispatch has Martin well aware that Zimmerman is observing him. Martin stares at Zimmerman, then approaches Zimmerman's vehicle, then stares some more, then puts hands inside his waistband, THEN turns and runs away. All that in a period of 10-15 seconds. My impression is that Martin was not being followed until after he started running, and then he managed to lose Zimmerman."I think this dude is following me," Martin told his girlfriend, according to Crump. The girlfriend told Martin to be careful and run home, and he momentarily loses Zimmerman.
"He says,'he's right behind me again,' and she says 'run,'" Crump said. "He says 'I'm not gonna run, I'm just gonna walk fast."
The T-Mobile call log attached to the news story linked above is confusing to me, it seems to have some overlapping calls, but does deal with more than one telephone line. The printout of a webpage log says "Welcome, tracy," which makes the phone log that of Martin, not of the girlfriend.
Entries for February 26th ...
Next activity is March 2, at 12:45 pm, a call labeled "Emergency."
ABC News was there exclusively as the 16-year-old girl told Crump about the last moments of the teenager's life. Martin had been talking to his girlfriend all the way to the store where he bought Skittles and a tea. The phone was in his pocket and the earphone in his ear, Crump said.Looking at the phone log, the girlfriend called Martin, if the call is that 7:12pm call. That doesn't mean they weren't in verbal contact over the phone, just that there is a mix of Martin calling the girlfriend, and she calling him.
"He said this man was watching him, so he put his hoodie on. He said he lost the man," Martin's friend said. "I asked Trayvon to run, and he said he was going to walk fast. I told him to run, but he said he was not going to run."Eventually, he would run, said the girl, thinking that he'd managed to escape. But suddenly the strange man was back, cornering Martin.
"Trayvon said, 'What are you following me for,' and the man said, 'What are you doing here.' Next thing I hear is somebody pushing, and somebody pushed Trayvon because the head set just fell. I called him again, and he didn't answer the phone."
[Crump] further added that the friend, whose parents insist on her anonymity, has been deeply traumatized by the incident: "This was her really, really close personal friend. They were dating [...] She couldn't even go to his wake. She was so sick, her mother had to take her to the hospital, she spent the night in the hospital."Her not showing up for the wake strikes me as strange. In my opinion, she knows too much, and she doesn't want others to find out what she knows. A significant part of the public being mislead lies at her feet. A heavy burden.
[Crump] then pieced together what happened that day, based on the 911 call, phone logs and the girlfriend's testimony: Martin was talking to his girlfriend as he was walking to the store, and phone logs show "without any doubt" that he was on the phone the entire way there and on the way back. He told her he wanted to make it home before it started raining. When it began raining, he ran to the first building he saw. Then he went back to walking, and back to talking to her. At that point, Martin told his girlfriend he thought a man was following her -- and she told him to be careful and run home. The girl said she heard him catch up to Martin, and could tell an altercation occurred, before the call dropped.
(CBS) FT LAUDERDALE, Fla. - An attorney for Trayvon Martin's family played what he said was a recorded affidavit from Martin's girlfriend, who was on the phone with the 17-year-old when he was allegedly approached by neighborhood watch member George Zimmerman.Much of the recording was inaudible when played Tuesday at a press conference in Florida, but attorney Benjamin Crump said that in it, Martin's girlfriend says that Martin told her "I think this dude is following me," minutes before he was shot by Zimmerman. ...
Add to this, the lawyer will NOT turn the "recorded affidavit" over to any of the authorities in Florida; but will (he claims) turn it over to the DOJ. Why not make copies of it and give it to all? It's not as though giving the evidence over prevents him from arguing his client's case.
I'm also struck by his choice of words, "recorded affidavit." If this was an important interview, he'd see to it that it was audible, and he might even have a transcription made.
It seems that this whole incident became national news because Ben Crump was able to get the attention of Gutman, and Crump has been feeding Gutman information since. ...So as we see, Ben Crump has been the mastermind behind the story from the beginning. His accomplishments probably include:
- Getting ABC news to initially report the story.
- Creating the imagery of Trayvon being armed only with Skittles and an Arizona Iced Tea, even though there has been no police report released about what Trayvon was carrying with him. It doesn't matter if it never happened that way, the national media don't care about the real facts.
- Getting Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson involved.
- Making a recording of Trayvon's girlfriend in which she tells a story casting Trayvon in a favorable light.
- After a bunch of news articles appear talking about how Zimmerman was beat up and had a broken nose, somehow he obtains a police video in which Zimmerman doesn't look so bad and hands it off to Matt Gutman at ABC News.
I think at the bottom of this all, it isn't about Zimmerman, it isn't about Martin, it's about stirring the pot of unrest, getting it simmering for the dog days of summer...