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It’s great that you guys do that. We won’t fall into the trap of seeing color as vividly as blm folks do.

Life is an odd thing.

I was on the subway going to an interview in Manhattan. My stop came and the doors didn’t open.

Some black homeless lady who I thought was NUTS and purposefully stayed far away from told me, in the most rational and well spoken manner “oh young man the first 5 cars don’t open at this stop but you probably make it if you run to the next car”

I don’t mean to sound cruel but I was sure the only people she had spoken to in a long time were the ones in her head.

I was wrong.

I know blm would be quite upset to know how many times a day whites and blacks probably help each other.

Don’t want to rain on their parade.

In my charitable - and business - dealings, the focus has always been on the client, the product....rarely has the focus been on a color, religion, bedroom proclivity, or favorite sport team (though Cowboys fans are always dinged). Sometimes we are looking for something specific, e.g. female executives to speak to high school girls. But beyond that, nobody cares about that stuff as long as the client is satisfied.

Sadly, it is the left that sees things in the reverse - first comes color, religion, or bedroom proclivity, or favorite sport team (though Cowboys fans are always dinged). A great recent example is "Chelsea Clinton Is Telling Parents How to 'Erode White Privilege Out of their Children" .

One of my favorite All in the Family episodes was where Meathead is shown via a board game that he sees people through only a political lens - Lionel basically says "you never ask me about the weather." While no side is perfect, I don't think the left has gotten less Meathead-like (I think it's gotten worse) since the 70s, while Deplorables would sooner burn white Dixie Chicks or Lady Antebellum records before a Hendrix or James Brown album or help a homeless man who happens to be black.

You just help whoever needs helping.

You try and say something nice to someone for no apparent reason, every time you can.

You never know how close to the edge the person beside you is and what your little random act of kindness might mean.

Doesn’t cost you a thing.

Now that takes me back. Not your encounter with the lady but the doors not opening. As a tourist not familiar with the wonderful ways of the NYC subway that happened to me so long ago I don’t even recall the exact date but it was definitely in lower Manhattan and I almost sailed off into Brooklyn because of it. :)