At a very young age we all learn that no two snowflakes are alike. They look exactly the same from a distance, but up close they are individually unique. Of all of the millions of snowflakes piled up in my yard right now, no two are exactly the same.
Kind of like people. No two are exactly the same. Even siblings raised in the same household with similar DNA and identical parents can be amazingly different philosophically.
Which makes me wonder if we're overvaluing the concept of diversity and making erroneous assumptions about masses of people when individuals are inherently diverse.
If I were to be placed in a room full of middle aged white women, the main things we would have in common would be our human experiences -- the very things we would have in common with people of any other race or gender. My philosophical twin, if one exists, would not necessarily be in that group. He could be male and black, or she could be elderly and Asian.
And why do I care about this subject? Because I believe that efforts to orchestrate diversity artificially do more to divide us than to unite us, and my inner cynic sometimes wonders if that could be intentional. "United we stand, divided we fall." If we allow ourselves to be divided into groups (based on race, ethnicity, gender, sexual orientation, age, religious affiliation, or any other factors), we are more easily conquered.
