My mom raised me alone. My aunts were also very present. They all lived nearby. My dad was absent and far away.
“If it does not make money, it does not make sense.” My life motto for a long time!
Luckily while talking to my friend, it comes up that her mom works in HR at a prestigious company in Paris. So I give her my CV, and luckily I get that internship. Fast forward to my first day. I show up to the regional HQ of that company—an impressive old building in the heart of Paris. This is my first day; I am super nervous. I ring the bell, the door opens. I introduce myself to the receptionist, “Hi, I am Claude. Today is the first day of my internship”. She asks me a few questions like “who are you meeting with” etc… but I can not answer. I have never met the person I am supposed to intern with. There was no interview. She makes a few phone calls. Minutes are passing. Clearly, something is wrong
Thank you, Ta-Nehisi Coates. Thank you for writing about topics that I could not read anywhere else, and for making me feel something deeply. I am talking about your last book, “The Water Dancer”.
I AM DISGUSTED! How can someone put so much effort and intelligence in doing evil? No, I am not talking about Harvey. For someone like that, I would have much stronger words. I am talking about his lawyer.
Using my own privilege experience, Executive Privileges.
… spoiler alert, it will make you love your dog!