I didn't know you, but I know who assassinated you all too well. Your death was not your fault, and in death you have more dignity than your assailant will have for the rest of his disgrace of a life.
You are not a victim. No one wants to be a victim. You are a soldier, comrade, and we at Autonomy! will train our soldiers in the war which the racist police state has declared on all of us. Our victory will be for you and your family.
You never had a chance to grow up to be a man. But take comfort in the fact that the person who took your life, older as he is, is less a man than you were. We will not forget you, and an injury to one is an injury to all.
You are still alive in our struggle, and it won't end until we win, brother. We promise to make you proud.
Your greatest admirer,