Rachel Jeantel on Trial

[Pathwalker]

5. She reminds me of my youngest son when she speaks, too soft, slightly mumbly.

but with a sharp tongue when vexed. As real as a flower, without guile, without all the pretense the talking heads expressing their judgements. I kept yelling at that lawyer to stop browbeating her. For crying out loud, she's just a teenager, thrust into the national microscope to be dissected as if she were a frog, all for our enjoyment - ugh. All because she was talking to her friend when he was attacked and killed. I wish I could give her a hug.