I want to live in a country where Americans are able to get married, buy a home, start a family, and live a meaningful life— while not having to worry about their country being transformed before their eyes.
You know what I’ve been thinking about? There are far more racist people in this country than I ever realized.
I have been blown away watching people celebrate the death of a White teenage boy simply because the person who killed him was Black.
This teenager was not on drugs. He was not a troublemaker.
He had never committed a crime.
He played sports, made good grades, respected his parents, and was loved by so many people.
Yet some people have found joy in his death because they care more about race than right and wrong.
That is not justice. That is racism, hatred, and pure evil.
A teenage boy lost his life. Anyone celebrating that should be ashamed.
Hey Jasmine…
Black pilot here.
I think you missed the plot.
Then again, that’s becoming a pattern.
I graduated from West Point.
I went through Army flight school.
I learned to fly the AH-64 Apache.
I deployed to combat and flew 55 combat missions over Baghdad.
Nobody handed me a cockpit because of my skin color.
Nobody lowered the standards for me.
Nobody looked at me and said, “Let’s check a diversity box.”
That’s what people like you don’t seem to understand.
Suggesting that Black pilots, Black engineers, Black doctors, or Black leaders need special preferences to succeed is not empowering, it’s insulting.
I didn’t want a different standard.
I wanted the same standard.
And when you’re flying into combat, the American people don’t care what race the pilot is.
They care whether the pilot is qualified.
Merit isn’t racist.
Excellence isn’t discriminatory.
And reducing every achievement to skin color says far more about your worldview than it does about mine.