Sometimes people struggle with the idea that they’re not loud enough, aggressive enough, committed enough in their efforts to change the world for the better.
I read a twitter today that said…to paraphrase… “this movement is not for you.”
This person was angry because a journalist/photographer intended to document / record an event about racial challenges.
It struck me as horrifically sad and disgusting that this person had the hubris to tweet…this movement is not for you.
Not everyone marches. Some people document events because if no one records history… like the tree in the forest that falls… does it ever really make a sound?
If you march…or do not march… if you chose to work to change the world, know that there is no one way to do so. Some people do choose to put forth a fight they might not be affected by. I am not gay yet I choose to fight for equal rights for everyone across the racial and gender spectrum.
Many of the rights I have, I will never use. There are many situations I will most likely never encounter. I will probably never marry. I will never be denied adopting a child because it is a different race than I am. I will probably never know the fear of being pulled over by a cop in a sketchy neighbourhood and I will never BE a cop who is fearful for his or her life because someone is targeting men and women in blue.
I will more than likely never have to wonder if I didn’t get the job because I am a woman….or because I am not in line with an ethnic requirement. Mostly those ideas never occur to me but I have discovered being female and practical in the workplace is always an amusing challenge, especially with rigid-minded people. I have the luxury of being able to work elsewhere. Not everyone does.
But I do have a voice. And unlike the tree, we are being heard. You are being heard. So don’t think your one voice isn’t worth using. Be an activist. Be one on your own terms.
Even simply treating people as you’d want to be treated is often the greatest form of activism there is.