On December 12, 2017, a Black woman was fired and dragged out the White House. Normally, this kind of disrespect would have meant an all-out war on social media, petitions calling for apologies and systemic changes, and public demonstrations. Normally, I would have been all too willing to join in the Black woman sisterhood thunderclap defending her dignity.
Except the woman was Omarosa Manigault-Newman, the Trump administration’s token Black woman.
The drama she’s cultivated as a reality TV personality followed her all the way to Washington—and got her fired by Trump for the fourth time (and this time, it was for real). Initially, all I could do was shake my head and chuckle. However, as much as I felt convicted about my position, I felt some compassion—and deeply conflicted—at the same time.