And sorting it out reminds me of teasing the snarls out of my son’s white blonde tresses when he was three.
Slow, tedious work.
It pulled and hurt.
Sometimes I had to cut out the snarls.
Sometimes he would laugh.
Sometimes we would sing.
Read MoreThere are many “good” people in the world. People who are nice to their friends and family, who work hard, who mean well. However good is not getting “woke”. And we desperately need people to wake up.
Read MoreTake a risk. Turn on a timer. Drive people crazy. Create a new norm.
Let equity in.