Zach Stafford, HUFFINGTON POST
KANSAS CITY, Mo. (Huffington Post)—Early November 2014, I received an email from a colleague, Randall Jenson, who works for the Kansas City Anti-Violence Project, alerting me that in Missouri, not too far from Ferguson, another black man had died.
And it felt like no one cared.
On the early morning of Halloween, Dionte Greene, 22, was sitting in his car in a “bad neighborhood” and waiting to meet up with a man he had been talking to online. According to friends, the man he went to meet was “trade,” or a guy you have sex with but doesn’t identify as gay.
Waiting in his car, he called a friend and told him what he was doing. The friend offered to come meet-up if things got weird or awkward, which Dionte though to be unnecessary. As the man he was meeting arrived and started to approach his car, Greene, still on the phone, allegedly told the friend, “He looks just like his Facebook picture.”
Moments later the phone line went dead and Greene was shot in the face, car still running.