Something Footloose Taught Me

In the popular ‘80s film (and one of my personal favorites), Footloose, Kevin Bacon portrays a character named Ren McCormack. When Ren arrives in a small town, he’s shocked to discover that the local Reverend has outlawed rock and roll music and dancing. Ray decides to shake things up by gathering with a small group of some of the towns local teens, including the Reverend’s daughter, and together they embark on a journey to embrace their right to listen to the music they want and dance as they please. Although I’m a millennial and this film came out before I was born, I have to say I can understand Ren McCormack’s plight and respect what he did. He went into a small town and brought change. The Reverend and many of the townspeople weren’t on board with Ren’s desire to change things and they probably felt threated by his desire and influence to bring dancing and rock and roll back into town. Although he was threatened, pushed around, and opposed, he was able to create the change he wanted to see. Dude even used scripture to plead his case. And he won. If you want to create any kind of change, make an impact, or start a movement, you can. I gleaned this lesson from something as entertaining as an old ‘80s film called Footloose. So what are you waiting for? By the way, if you haven’t seen Footloose, you’re missing out. It’s awesome.

Dear Young Black Professionals

As you embark on your career, I want you to know some things and stay woke about what you’ll be up against. Please understand that no matter what, you have value, and you matter. Always remember that. As progressive as this world and different workplaces may seem, every workplace has a culture. You’ll be in different places where a lot of people who don’t look like you will be in the room. But know that you belong in those rooms too. Spend some time observing and studying those spaces and learn as much as you can. There will be people you work with who will make presumptions about your competence, education, and ability to fulfill your job duties. There will be more who will think less of you because of the color of your skin and try to disqualify you the moment you make an error, mistake, or ask questions about things you may not understand. This will all feel uncomfortable and you may get insecure, feel like you’re all by yourself, and think you don’t belong there, but ride it out...

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