I don’t Facebook much anymore, but when I do, I inevitably run into some political discussion about black and white or male and female. Discussions usually started by people who don’t realize that what they know is all they know and probably all they will ever know because that’s how they like it. But what really gets to me is the people who jump into these discussions armed with nothing, not realizing that they are just as clueless as the ignorant ones, and are doing nothing to advance their own cause. They are, as the Woodchuck is fond of saying, going to a gunfight armed with a knife.
Sometimes I still hear people talk about affirmative action. They seem to believe that for some of us (read Blacks and women) success has come only because of affirmative action.
When I began my life in corporate America everyone told me how lucky I was to be a double token. They (and to some extent I) assumed that being black and a woman would take me places. I am still waiting for the magic dust to work.
Further down the road someone else told me that it’s not who you know, or who you blow; it’s how you blow who you know. Well that totally explains the failure of my double token magic fairy “come in here dear boy have a cigar you’re going to go far” dust.