My political opinions, to the extent I had them, weren't deeply thought out.

They just were.

My philosophy was live and let live, say what you want, do what you want.

Just don't physically harm or abuse another person.

I also never thought much about my skin color or anybody else's.

For me and my friends, race was never more than a punchline to a joke.

After graduating from college,

I got my dream job as an engineer at a major toy company, Hasbro.

Everything seemed to be moving in the right direction.

And then one day, the company decided that all the engineers would have to attend a training session on implicit bias, racial awareness, and intersectionality.

This was my introduction to the mad, mad world of corporate DEI, diversity, equity, inclusion.

When I heard about the session, I rolled my eyes.

All I wanted to do was make cool toys for kids.

But if the company was going to make me sit through some HR mumbo-jumbo,

I'd play along.

The sooner I got through it, the sooner I could get back to the drawing board, literally.

So there I was on a Zoom call with a bunch of other employees listening to a DEI presentation entitled Racial Biases and Children.

Children hold racial biases, adults maybe, but Hasbro's clientele?

It struck me as a little weird.

A voice in my head said I should record the session.

The presenters, a husband and wife team, started by claiming white babies as young as three months began to exhibit racial preferences.

By two years, they're excluding other children based on race.

By three, they're intentionally using racist language.

By four, they're showing a strong and consistent pro-white, anti-black bias.

And by five, they hold the same racist biases as their parents.

You think most five-year-olds are innocent.

Others think they're auditioning for the KKK.

Hasbro, these mind readers added, was compounding the problem.

Our toys skewed white and were therefore perpetuating anti-blackness.

For both kids and adults, they said, stereotypes in the product and marketing can reinforce dangerous hostility and resentment.

What our toys should be doing, they informed us, is teaching children about racial power and privilege.

We had a special responsibility to do this because, as toy makers, we had direct access to children's brains.

We could give them a head start on the road to developing a racial identity consciousness.

My head was exploding.

I thought our job was to help kids have fun and develop their imaginations.

When the presenters finished, the 70 or so people on the call were mostly silent, except for some mild comments.

I really didn't know what they were thinking.

But I was appalled and disgusted.

And the more I thought about it, the worse the feeling became.

These presenters were telling every white person in the room that they were racist and they had been racist their entire lives, while black people have been taught to be disgusted with their skin color their entire lives.

Together, we were all perpetuating white supremacy by not being anti-racist in our toy design.

And how could we atone for our sins?

Create new toys to make little white and brown and black kids aware of their racial identities.

In case you hadn't noticed, I'm black.

Did that absolve me of any guilt?

Did it make me more culpable?

I had no idea.

None of their BS made any sense.

I should add that nobody at Hasbro ever mistreated me because of my skin color.

Then, almost as an afterthought, I remembered I had recorded the entire thing.

If people could see what I just saw, maybe they would understand how twisted this obsession with race had become.

I needed to tell someone, anyone.

But I didn't trust the corporate news outlets, so

I decided to go a non-traditional route.

I remembered seeing interviews with James O'Keefe, the founder of Project Veritas.

I sent him the recording.

His team saw its value immediately.

Within weeks, hundreds of thousands of people knew about the Hasbro presentation.

It quickly came out that this husband and wife team had also partnered with Google,

MGM, the NFL, and Nickelodeon, among other big name brands.

Hasbro, as you might imagine, wasn't pleased with what I had done.

They were smart enough not to fire me and bring more attention to the story.

Instead, when my contract expired six months later, that was it.

My dream toy engineering career was over.

So why did I do it?

Why did I choose to turn over this DEI rock and expose the poisonous creature beneath it?

It would have been easier to say nothing, but that's what these race agitators count on, intimidating people into silence.

That ticks me off, and I don't like them teaching kids to be obsessed with race.

That really takes me off.

So I took action because I could and because I believed it was the right thing to do.

If enough of you join me, we can stop this madness.

DEI must D-I-E.

I'm David Johnson for Prager University.

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