They Tried To Bury Us. They Didn't Know We Were Seeds... This week in the news was a tough one. It's almost as if time has elapsed and the distinctions between the race based horror stories from generations past seem to be blurring... Outrage is a funny thing. I can literally feel my heartbreaking, and then things pick back up, and if I'm not careful, life carries on and that pain that should have been a fire to fuel that momentum is lost --until the next big blow. I don't want to become desensitized. Hate crimes are not okay, child abuse is not okay, being addicted to social media is not okay, being consumed by work is not okay, colorism is not okay, popular entertainment content is junk food, at best, and despite all the bad, I love that I've been having some variation of these conversations more and more often for over a year now. There was a shift in this generation. We recognize the need for change, and I love seeing how friends and countless people I don't even know are taking a hands on approach to being heard, redefining norms and setting a new standard. There's something special about what's happening with us. We're entrepreneurs, we're social activists, we use social media as a driving force to spread ideas and let people know about stories the media feels are unimportant and irrelevant, we connect with our communities, and most importantly, we know and believe that our efforts are exactly what naysayers were hoping we'd be too distracted to act on... They Tried To Bury Us. They Didn't Know We Were Seeds. It's a beautiful thing, for real.