She’s exposing bias, protecting her people, and refusing to be erased. She fights for justice in every system that tried to silence her.
Typography Hierarchy
Yeah, I don’t know. The more I look around, the more I feel like everything’s just hollow. Not people, there’s plenty of people, just nobody wants to speak up anymore. Nobody wants to say, “Hey, this isn’t working.” Everyone just wants to keep their head down and play nice. Even when everything’s breaking right in front of us.
You ask folks, and they’ll say, “Well, what can I do?” Like they’re too small. Too unimportant. But I don’t think that’s true. I think we just forgot how to be brave. Brave enough to let go of old stuff that’s not helping anybody, brave enough to say something different, even if nobody claps for you.
I’ve seen people in power, people with fancy titles and degrees, scared out their minds to admit they don’t know what to do. Instead, they fake it. They cover it up with more meetings, more paperwork. But you can’t decorate your way out of decay, right?
Visual Hierarchy
There’s this saying I heard once, in Africa. We use education as decoration. It stuck with me. ‘Cause it’s true. What good is all that knowledge if nobody’s using it to fix the real stuff? We keep acting like individual success is enough, like if I make it, that’s progress. But it’s not. Not if everyone else is drowning.
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- Development
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Some days, yeah, I feel tired. Like, damn, am I the only one seeing this? People think I’m nuts for wanting to change anything. But I can’t unsee what I’ve seen. I can’t pretend it’s all okay when it’s not.
UX Principal
I even thought, maybe I should reach out overseas, get some folks from outside to help. Jobs, structure, care, I don’t know. Our government’s not doing it. And when they do say something, it’s just like, “We’re doing what we’re supposed to.” Like that’s supposed to mean something when people are still struggling. Still hurting.
But I’m not gonna stay quiet. No. That’s not me. I don’t care if it’s one voice. I called St. John’s University this year. Yeah. Asked if I could write to the president directly. They said yes. Said they’d pass it on. I already wrote the letter, just waiting to send it with a donation, something to say, “This matters. I’m serious.”
People think one person doesn’t matter. That nothing changes. But you know what?
Silence is what keeps everything the same.
So yeah. If it’s gotta be one woman standing up, I’ll do it.
If it’s just me? Then it’s just me.
But I’m not staying quiet.
