They Came for Them, Then for Me: The Cost of Staying Silent, by Earl Sewell First, they flashed the gang signal, and I dismissed it as misunderstood—I said nothing. Then, they came for the migrants, and I stayed silent—because I wasn’t a migrant. Then, they dismantled Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion initiatives, and I stayed silent—because I wasn’t a marginalized citizen. Then, they eroded Civil Rights, and I stayed silent—because I wasn’t Black. They promised to fix the economy and lower the cost of living but fed me lies. I believed them when they told me not to worry. Then, A.I. automated my industry, and I used my own bias to rightsize the organization. And then came the storm—a natural disaster that wiped out everything I had: my home, my community, my livelihood, and my ability to support my family. Desperate, I turned to the system I had spent years contributing to, hoping it would help me rebuild. They called me a socialist. And when they finally came for me, there was no one left to help.
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