I saw Black Panther on Thursday night.
Two thumbs up! Wakanda all the way! Is T’Challa the greatest monarch to join the Avengers? Yup! (Sorry, Thor!) I loved the movie as a solid representative of the superhero movie genre.
And from a diversity and inclusion perspective, I loved it. Why should a white guy be so excited for this rich African hero?
This is not going to be comfortable.
Let’s get the unpleasantness and formality out of the way up front. I would prefer to be transparent whenever possible. I’ve set this as my own true north on this blog. It is important to me that I write from a place of authenticity.
We don’t grow or improve from a place of comfort. So some odd feelings are not necessarily bad. I will assume that we are both adults. We eat our vegetables, allow needles to pierce our skin for bloodwork or shots, and generally set our jaws at the sort of things that we have to do as grown-ups.
You don’t have to like it – you just have to do it.
So I – a cisgender male, straight, white, Christian-raised, United States Air Force veteran and red-blooded American would like to talk about the (white) elephant in the room.
Diversity, inclusion, and how that will bring about the fall of Western civilization.
(Except it won’t.)
Valentine’s Day is almost here! Have you picked out your valentines and thought of everyone? You don’t want to miss out on the opportunity to bring a little happiness into the world, do you?
Making sure that the people around you know that you support Diversity and Inclusion – where you stand – might be the most important valentine that you give this year!
I support Diversity and Inclusion – and I support ACRHealth and the Q Center! Please take a look at the good work they do at ACR Health and maybe kick in a buck or two!
How do the actions you take reveal your character? Be visible in your support for Diversity and Inclusion!
Happy Valentine’s Day!
I started this blog a few years ago to explore the creativity that I’d been afraid to exercise. I’m happy with the results. I didn’t realize how important it was to my psyche to flex these creative muscles. Writing makes me happy in a profound way. Unfortunately, I’ve also realized that NOT writing for a period of time makes me very unhappy. (The Queen has got it figured out. I know that I’m not fun to be around when she asks me if I need to leave the house for an hour and go write.)