-Isms should be uncomfortable. Labeling something as a 'bias' or prejudice does not make it less #racist, #sexist, #homophobic, #ageist, #ableist, etc. Recognizing your own racism, sexism, homophobia - your own -ism, is the first step to fighting it #diversity#inclusion 1/
Sugar-coating these words to make them more comfortable to work with does us no favors.
Back story:
During the Ignite pre-day I was very open about recognizing my own bias, specifically my own racism. I understand that it exists & I actively work against that conditioning. 2/
It is conditioning. And exists in most of us. I was just willing to admit to it in an open forum. It's sad that instead of asking how we can all get to a place where we are admitting to & working against our own isms, people get hung up on the admission & label me "a racist" 3/
Like some sort of dirty word. A sad state, to be sure. We all have bias, regardless of how it's labeled to make you feel comfortable with saying it. We can't fix it if we aren't willing to admit it's there in the first place. 4/
Look at our media, our toys, our movies. Do you know how hard it is to find a Black baby doll? How many movies paint Blacks and Latinos as gangbangers? Look at our justice system! A Black man gets sentenced to life for doing the same thing that a white man gets 3 months for! 5/
And here we are. The majority of us simply shaking our heads or watching on silently. Doing nothing to fix it. Hell. We are in denial. We can't even admit it to ourselves! But we can cast stones, no problem. Smh. 6/
So here is what I have to say to you all. I have a sister who is Black. And I recognize the differences in how she & I are both treated. I recognize the opportunities that I have been given and she has not. I recognize that when I have a thought that judges the way she speaks 7/
That this is bias. That this is prejudice. That this is RACISM. And to be sure, I will do everything I can to eradicate it from my mind, the way I think, and the way I interact with her and others. Not just because I love her, and I do. But because it's the right thing to do. 8/
And I am not afraid. Not of you. Not of your judgement. Not of your censorship. Because staying silent on these issues will only allow them to continue unchecked. Wake up, people. And #StayWoke 9/9
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The untold story of why I left active duty Army service:
In 2013 I came back from Afghanistan. I spent time in in-patient care to recover from trauma shortly after. My leadership read me my Article 15 demoting me, stripping me of my sergeant stripes, while I was in the psych ward
I was in no position to stand up for myself. I didn't. One person stood up for me. He's the only reason my punishment wasn't worse. I promised myself I would never work for toxic leadership again. It almost killed me for a power trip & someone's promotion. That's not why I served
I had planned on serving for 20 years. I was good at being a soldier. I loved leading and helping others grow. But I spoke out against the wrong person in a position of power, and an already stressful deployment, became torturous. I couldn't breathe. I became hopeless. Helpless.
I had a tough deployment in Afghanistan 8 years ago. It still affects me to this day. I don't know how long it will affect me. Last night was rough because of it. I spent a lot of time talking to people I trust, one was another veteran, while I worked through reliving the pain.
Trust is a powerful and precious thing. Some people are more trusting than others. I envy them. Some people give trust sparingly, each bit earned through lots of time and reinforcement. Perhaps, like me, they suffered a betrayal of trust that broke them completely.
I grew up in foster care. It was hard to trust anything except that I would eventually pack up my belongings in a trash bag and go to a new home. But I learned to trust whilst serving in the military. It was the first time that I had finally felt like I fit in, like I belonged.