After finishing the first chapter of The Secret Life of Bees, I am moved to recount a few things.
The sad truth is that there are still too many people who believe that the color of someone's skin makes a difference in their character or their intelligence.
The sadder truth is that I sometimes fall into that trap.
The sad truth is that there are people who believe that God wants them to kill other people who don't believe exactly as they do.
The sadder truth is that they do kill people who believe differently than they do.
The sad truth is that people seeking public office trust political handlers who believe that the best way to win an election is divide and conquer.
The sadder truth is that this strategy succeeds.
The sad truth is that organizations feel a need for diversity training.
The sadder truth is that there truly seems to be a need for this.
The sad truth is that it's a parent's job to become obsolete in their childrens' lives.
The sadder truth is that I became obsolete too early.
Hope was the last thing to emerge from Pandora's Box. The sad truth is we're still waiting.
