The following opinion piece is co-authored with Edward Lawson, Jr. JD, MBA. Mr. Lawson, a committed change agent and transformative leader with over 25 years of experience in community mobilization, is founder and president of Family and Community Engagement Services, Inc. (FACES). He is also a former NCAA Divsion 1 athlete.

Born in the 21st century, Sha’Carri Richardson is barely twenty-one years old. She is black. Queer. Female. She is not well-liked in some circles offering no rebuttal or apology to those who have called her “cocky”, “arrogant”, and “ruthless”. She is also the fastest woman in America — maybe…

In the wake of l’affaire Osaka in Paris, I was hopeful we were on the verge of one of those beautiful moments when sport leads society to a better place. As the transcendent tennis star left France for more comfortable environs, that hope was spelled out boldly in headlines like this one from C/Net: “Naomi Osaka has Kickstarted a Fantastic, Timely Conversation Around Mental Health”.

Naomi Osaka faces the press

Did she, though? Several weeks later, I’m not sure I’ve heard much conversation around mental health at all. And I’m not confident I will.

I thought I heard Ms. Osaka say, “I’m sick”. The prevailing…

A guy I know likes to say, “Show me your three best friends and I’ll tell you who you are.”

Without rejecting his wisdom, I’ve sometimes countered with, “If you really want to know who someone is, look at their bookshelves.” To my way of thinking, our books are the most accurate window to our minds, hearts, and souls.

Rummaging aimlessly around the corners of the internet last night, a year into a stay-at-home pandemic, it occurred to me I might be able to split the difference between my friend and me. I wondered what would happen if I had…

If, in the future, I think about the weekend that just passed (and I hope I do), I will remember it was dominated by two women. One American. One Brit. Yes, it was only weeks since Kamala Harris became the first woman ever to exercise the Vice President’s tiebreaking power and days since the Duchess of Sussex publicly aired the royal laundry. But not her. Or her.

To my way of thinking this Saturday and Sunday were all about Dylan Farrow and Helen Storey. We’re still in the afterglow of International Women’s Day; midway through Women’s History Month, but this…

Back when I was striving, it wasn’t unusual for conversations within my circle to reference F-buddies — a term (cleaned up a bit here) to describe two people whose relationship did not extend beyond the bedroom. In today’s parlance, they may call it “friends with benefits”, “holemates”, or simply “hooking up”. In my day, partners in pursuit of convenience and hedonism were plain old F-buddies. There was a fair amount of logic and a smattering of honor implied in such an arrangement.

I have no F-buddies, but I do have a handful of FB-buddies. That’s what I call the decidedly…

“We’ve never been so divided” … That simple statement may be the only truism that will easily survive a trip across America’s political aisle these days. But I call Bull.

More specifically, I point you toward Richard “Bull” Smith — an ancestor, many generations removed, of former NBA star Kiki Vandeweghe. Their shared family history may shed some light on why that truism isn’t true at all. In fact, our collective willingness to believe that assessment of our great divide may be more of a problem than the urgent warning it purports to sound.

Consider this: Ernest Maurice Vandeweghe III…

Cards on the table. I am a proud liberal. Lower case “l”. I have not and will never register with either major political party. Still, I tend to dislike Democratic politicians less than I dislike their Republican colleagues and I generally regard a third-party vote as impractical. So, with a few exceptions, I have voted blue in major races.

I am not un-American. I am not unpatriotic. I am not stupid. I am not a godless pedophile. I am a mile to the left of Joe Biden, but I am certainly not a radical. …

The first job of my post college career was in an NCAA Division 1 Athletic Department. It was 1982. Among my dozens of colleagues — administrators, coaches, support staff, medical professionals, facilities staff, student help — there were two African Americans. One was a men’s basketball assistant coach. The other an equipment manager. Those ratios didn’t shock me. They more or less mirrored the experience I’d had in school.

When I left that job three years later, the number of POC had shrunk to one.

Very early in my next career stop — at a major retailer — an older…

While some on either side of the aisle hope to convince us otherwise, the truth of the matter is we have been attacked by an apolitical force — a virus. Its impact has been devastating to a degree that largely correlates to our pre-virus circumstances. The poor, the elderly, the marginalized, and the sick have borne the greatest pain.

Like it or not, this apolitical force will only be repelled by other apolitical forces. Science. Time. Sound economic policy. Public health protocols. Prayer, if you will. …

Reflections in the Time of COVID-19

In the summer of 1967, I bought corned beef sandwiches at The Pastrami King on Queens Boulevard — in the shadow of the West Side Tennis Club, a few miles from the Elks Club at which my pregnant mother abandoned a Washington’s Birthday dance to bring me into the world. The man who made my sandwiches had a number tattooed on his forearm. He was not in a grainy, black and white video or an encyclopedia. He stood a few feet from me, a nondescript fellow about the same age as my parents.

I…

David Goldberg

Longtime marketing executive … ghost author of two novels and two nonfiction books … first “name-on-the-cover book” expected in 2021

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