Courage in the face of a rigged system​

I have lived long enough to know when something is wrong at its core. What is being called an election in our local housing cooperative is not right. It is not fair. And it is not lawful.

I have watched procedures meant to protect us as residents be cast aside. I have seen those entrusted with oversight remain absent when they should have been present. The very Officer, who was meant to stand as a fair hand, never came. Delegates were sent instead. How can you ensure fairness when you will not even step foot where fairness is needed, and you are required by law to be physically present to ensure no unlawful activity takes place? You cannot.  

This distance is not accidental. When you choose to remain away, you also choose not to see. And when you do not see, you can pretend not to know. But we know. I know.

If my nomination is rejected, I will not be surprised. It will be one more act in a process that has already lost its legitimacy. I do not see rejection by a broken system as defeat. I see it as proof of the brokenness.

I will not concede to wrongdoing. I will not be silenced about a corrupt process built on avoidance and evasion.

I have faced many things in my life. I will face this too. I will continue to stand up for what is right. Not because it is easy, but because it is necessary.

I am not fighting for myself alone. I am fighting for everyone who believes that fairness and accountability should not be optional.

I am here. I will remain. And I will continue to speak until justice is done.