I listened to the 911 call that records young Trayvon’s last moments before he was premeditatedly murdered in cold-blood.  A neighbor, after hearing repeated cries for help, did her part to help by calling 911. If you listen carefully in the background, you can hear Trayvon desperately pleading for anybody to step in and do something to help him and save his life. It’s heartbreaking. It’s frustrating. It’s angering. The reason it’s so angering is because when you contrast the