So, first I want to say thank you for
taking the time to read my article. I realize that you could be doing a number
of things other than consuming my content. I also want to thank you, because by
participating, you are helping me fulfill my dream to share my message with
others.
Well, I woke up this morning, and
to my surprise, I woke up a BLACK MAN. I am not sure why this morning was
different than any other day. I guess some days I go to bed feeling like I was seen
in the same light that my peers are seen, specifically my white male peer.
Unfortunately, I also wake up and I realize that I have not been so fortunate. But
why? I mean I did what I was supposed to do. I went to school, I got a degree. Hell,
I earned a Post Graduate Degree from the number program in the country. I kept
my grades above 3.0, I was active on my campus and in my community. I was the
son of a military officer, I should be on a path that is paved with gold,
riding in on a chariot made of gold, being pulled by the Budweiser horses.
Right? I mean if I took the fact that I was also born a black man out of the
equation, I believe that there are some issues that I simply would not face.
But hey, I guess I should be happy that I am not in jail or worse, dead. Right?
To make things worse, I live in
trump’s America. I am intentional about keeping his name lower case, because I don’t
respect him in any way. I don’t respect him, as a man, a father, a business person,
or as that President, but I do respect the office he holds. But hey, he is the President
of the United States of America. But what does that even mean anymore? Does the
title still mean what it used to mean when it was held by people that actually wanted
to create some type of change for the broader American population? His inauguration
made me question so many things. I wonder if there was ever a time when US
Presidents were actually interested in doing more for the average people, or has
it always just been a group of rich white men who cared about the same things,
but had different approaches to shared problems? I get that becoming president
means that you had to start at a certain level. You have to be in a select circle
to even have your name and US President mentioned in the same sentence. Well, I
guess what I mean to say is have the two words in same sentence and be taken seriously.
But hey, maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised. When we had eight years of a
president that represented all that America could be it is only fitting that we
follow him up with a president that represents all that America was.
I will admit that am I still very
hopeful that I will get to see a better day. I am a true believer in a better
tomorrow. I know that it will not be given to us, but if I can in some small
way contribute to the process of pushing for a better tomorrow, I will. I am
committed to moving past the days of being the only black person in an
organization that has many roles that could be filled by qualified candidate of
diverse backgrounds. I know that one of the hurdles that I will have to
overcome is feeling comfortable bringing in talent that may be different that
the current “status quo.” I was fortunate to have someone talk to me about how
to think through having that conversation. I know that I unlike my peer will
have to speak to the fact that I am working to create a culture that will enable
me to be successful. It’s a funny conversation to have, because the phrase “they
don’t fit the culture” is racially charged in its nature. Unfortunately, that fact
is rarely address in the communities that I work in. There is rarely a conversation
that addresses the fact that when some says “they don’t fit the culture” is first
taking into account that they candidate looks different. The difference goes beyond
skin color and encompasses gender, ethnicity, sexuality, speech patterns, and
thought. To truly evolve any culture, we have to acknowledge the reality that the
people that made the organization successful in the past may not be the same people
that will make it successful in the future. So, as I woke up this morning as a
black man I felt a call to action. A call that tells me that I have to be comfortable
being uncomfortable so that the next generation has a chance to feel
comfortable. I felt a call to action that gave me the passion and excitement
required to truly be a change agent. I woke up this morning knowing that I am
different, but I am proud to be exactly who I am and what I can achieve.
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