Karmelo didn't cry when the jury heard the 911 call after Austin Metcalf was stabbed.
He didn't cry when Austin's twin brother, Hunter, could be heard screaming in anguish and praying his brother wouldn't die.
He didn't cry when the jury was shown Austin's autopsy photos.
He didn't cry when they saw the blood-soaked shirt used in a desperate attempt to save Austin's life.
But he cried when he was found guilty.
And he cried again when he was sentenced to 35 years.
The only tears the jury saw were for his own fate, not for the life that was taken.
Austin Metcalf was robbed of his high school graduation, he will never get another birthday, another chance to live the life that was stolen from him.
Thirty-five years may be justice under the law, but for many, it doesn't feel like enough.
The cases differ on facts and evidence.
Kyle Rittenhouse was chased, hit with a skateboard, and had a gun pointed at him while fleeing. Multiple videos showed clear imminent deadly threats. Jury acquitted on self-defense.
Karmelo Anthony entered a rival team's tent, was asked to leave repeatedly, said "touch me and see what happens," then stabbed Austin Metcalf in the chest after a shove. Jury rejected self-defense, convicted of murder.
Distinguishing them requires no soul-searching—just facts over race narratives.