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Re-posted from GLBT IBMers & Friends Community (Behind IBM's Firewall)
Joseph Bertolotti kindly asked me to be his guest at PFLAG's 3rd annual Straight for Equality Awards Gala at the Marriott Marquis in NYC. We were grateful that in her role, Pinki Modi organized IBM's presence at the event. Here's a picture from the experience:
It was like old times; Joseph and I started up the GLBT Sales team in 2001 and worked together closely for three years. We live just a few miles from each other's home in New Jersey, though we didn't know each other prior to serving in our roles. Joseph pulled up in the driveway and we were so psychic: My blouse under my suit and his tie were solid, complimentary, similar shades of blue. "Joseph, look!" I said, pointing.
"Just like the prom," he said smiling...the prom I never went to. Joseph went to three, and I was never asked :-(
We walked up to the reception outside the ballroom on the fifth floor and I spotted one of the most beautiful lesbian entrepreneurs I recall from Joseph's and my selling days; an unexpected shyness gripped me as Joseph exclaimed excitedly that we needed to say hello to her...after each of us used the facilities. Upon meeting Joseph outside the men's room, near the coat-check area, I ran into Tim Collins from IBM and his partner Tom; I'd not yet met Tom. MetLife, Tom's employer, was going to win the Corporate Award, so the couple wore the tuxes they were married in. There's something so cool about a tux, on any gender.
Paul Frene came over while we were getting to know Tom. Paul and I were among the founders of what became Out & Equal - Metro-NY and it's really Paul's work that got MetLife to the honored place it would hold that evening. We introduced Paul to Tom as colleagues and then excused ourselves to talk with the beautiful entrepreneur, figuring that we would be seated at the table with Tim and Tom and could talk more then; Paul and Tom launched into shop-talk, so we figured they wouldn't miss us.
The woman was even more charismatic than I remember and she introduced Joseph and me to some of her female colleagues, pointing at us and saying, "These guys are old-school --"
"Thanks a lot," I interrupted, "So we're old!"
"No, no," she said, "They really got things going, what, 10 years ago?"
We smiled. IBM really was in the vanguard in 2001, when Joseph and I started up the team dedicated to the GLBT business-to-business market.This whole section of the evening had a poignant sweetness about it, like Joseph and I were being given an opportunity to time-travel back a decade, back when we stood and sat side-by-side at so many of these great community occasions. And even though all three of us were 10 years older, we still looked pretty good and were healthy, thank God....If only I were less vain....
We came to the table and already, seats were filled around Tom and Tim, and so our plan of socializing with them over dinner was foiled. I felt shy again. The people at the table who struck me as PFLAG parents were gracious and welcoming, but I felt a bit disoriented at first. Really, I had been hosted at a GLBT gala just once, by Erica Karp of UBS, at New York City's LGBT Center Women's Event some years ago, and rather, was used to *being* the host, along with Joseph. I guess I'm saying that I was comfortable, ushering people to the IBM table and hosting them, but not as much with arriving at a table of strangers, other than Tim and Tom, though Kathy & Robert Reim, and Tammy & Rachel Reim-Ledbetter, plus Mike Neubecker and Dr. Steve Krantz weren't strangers for long. During the Broadway Boys' opening entertainment, I started feeling uncomfortable that I hadn't yet introduced myself to Tammy & Rachel, the two young women, sitting across the table.
During the first break, I asked Joseph to come over with me. We introduced ourselves to Tammy and Rachel and learned that they were a couple, and were the daughter and in-law of the couple to their left. And then I learned that they worked for an Alaska credit union, and so I asked Joseph and them if I could sit down and talk with them about Alaska, since Pat & I were planning a trip there in August. Joseph understood and went over to Walter Schubert's table to say hi; as the first openly-gay man with a seat on the NYSE and as a founding board member of NGLCC, Walter was a great partner to Joseph and me in our work. I went over to say hi a bit later.
As I talked with the young couple, even though they were beautiful like the entrepreneur, I relaxed and felt at home and comfortable for the first time that evening; a beautiful couple is easier to talk with than a beautiful woman in a couple whose partner is not with her, and when my partner's not with me, e.g., in the entrepreneur's case. Their faces were kind, and I could imagine Pat, meeting and enjoying them as well. After the Alaska exchange, we traded stories about how they go with their mom/mother-in-law to rural towns in the Washington State region, including to cowboy bars, and win over the patrons through sharing their family experiences. My unexpressed stereotype was that heterosexual cowboys wouldn't necessarily get it; their cowboy-bar stories reminded me of the time my sister asked me to come talk with a group of 11th graders at the Brooklyn International High School, where she was the principal at the time, about being out at work. "These students are not privileged. They're new immigrants and refugees, and can you guess who was the most receptive to my visit? A visibly Muslim Arab girl; she wore a hijab....She told me she related to my story around being stigmatized by society; this was not long after September 11th."
Tom came back to the table and I was in his seat, so I excused myself from the conversation with Tammy and Rachel and went over to Walter, who just happened to be speaking with Claire Buffie, Miss New York, along with Joseph and Miss New York's boyfriend. Willowy and gorgeous though she was, I wasn't shy at all. Something shuts down in me when I know that a woman is heterosexual; she had already been introduced from the stage as a "straight ally." Unbelievably, I didn't already know her story. I asked, "What made you run on a gay rights platform?"
"My sister's a lesbian," and I don't remember the rest of what she said, as I was distracted, imagining a lesbian version of her. And then I was able to compose myself to say, "Our rabbi for 10 years, at the gay, lesbian, bi and trans synagogue, where we belong had a lesbian sister, too. As a rabbinical student, the rabbi was a prodigy; everyone in the Conservative movement thought she had an amazing future ahead of her and when she chose our congregation, they asked, 'Why are you wasting your talent *there*?" She still does have an amazing future, but she married another rabbi and left the synagogue to continue building her family; they had one baby-girl while she was our rabbi and then she bore a boy since her departure, if I remember correctly. No doubt, they'll grow up to be wonderful citizens, like Claire Buffie and their parents, no matter their sexual orientation.
It's practically dinner-time now on a Friday, and I could go on for awhile longer, but I'll end here, with a heartening exchange that Joseph and I had with Steve Krantz, who was sitting to my right. Steve is a Distinguished Engineer Emeritus, retired from IBM, but back supplementally, to support one of our GMs, as well as well as a PFLAG National Board Member. He's the father of a Los Angeles-based 29-year-old son, who's a lawyer and single, in case anyone needs a great litigator or boyfriend. (Hope Steve doesn't mind my trying to be an agent.) Toward the end of the evening, Steve said, "My son made me a better person."
"How did your son make you a better person?" I asked.
"He made me want to change the world."
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Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
The Cats Are Friends Again!
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Soft-launch Announcement
This must be a bit like what pregnant women feel like: They don't want to announce their pregnancies till they're far enough along, but I figure I can declare it here, since lately, only an average of 12 people a day view my blog:
Phoebe and Toonces, >7-year-old sister-cats from the same litter are friends after being enemies throughout the winter. The vet said no, but I'm still wondering if I caused a psychotic break in Toonces last November 5th, by waving a rubber ball on a string, which featured colored, flashing lights inside it. It was a party-favor from my cousin's Bat Mitzvah.
Prior to that action on my part, the girls were good friends and good sisters. About 10-20 minutes after my silly game-playing, a chilling cat-fight began; it was not silent like all of the other play-fights. The noise was that of enemies, trying to kill each other. Phoebe chased Toonces (who likely started it) up the stairs and a haunted/hunted Toonces left a trail of urine on the steps as she ran away from her sister in terror.
From then on, we kept them separated in the house, except for very short visits. They cried and complained, but whenever they saw each other, they'd begin that low-voiced purrmuring and then hissing. We wanted no more urine-trails of terror, so they were deprived all winter.
A few days ago, we experimented. And they were good. And we pledged that if they fought, from now on, they'd just have to work it out. There have been no fights with noise ever since we freed them to be in the same place at the same time.
Makes the house so much more haymish again.
Soft-launch Announcement
This must be a bit like what pregnant women feel like: They don't want to announce their pregnancies till they're far enough along, but I figure I can declare it here, since lately, only an average of 12 people a day view my blog:
Phoebe and Toonces, >7-year-old sister-cats from the same litter are friends after being enemies throughout the winter. The vet said no, but I'm still wondering if I caused a psychotic break in Toonces last November 5th, by waving a rubber ball on a string, which featured colored, flashing lights inside it. It was a party-favor from my cousin's Bat Mitzvah.
Prior to that action on my part, the girls were good friends and good sisters. About 10-20 minutes after my silly game-playing, a chilling cat-fight began; it was not silent like all of the other play-fights. The noise was that of enemies, trying to kill each other. Phoebe chased Toonces (who likely started it) up the stairs and a haunted/hunted Toonces left a trail of urine on the steps as she ran away from her sister in terror.
From then on, we kept them separated in the house, except for very short visits. They cried and complained, but whenever they saw each other, they'd begin that low-voiced purrmuring and then hissing. We wanted no more urine-trails of terror, so they were deprived all winter.
A few days ago, we experimented. And they were good. And we pledged that if they fought, from now on, they'd just have to work it out. There have been no fights with noise ever since we freed them to be in the same place at the same time.
Makes the house so much more haymish again.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Integrating Personal & Professional Identities
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
Remarks by Sarah Siegel for oSTEM – University of Michigan Chapter
16 February 2010
Gary, thanks for the privilege of speaking with you today on integrating personal & professional identities. During this session, I’ll tell some stories about how my identity took shape; we’ll discuss the anonymous questionnaire, to help us gain a sense of where we are collectively with our identities; and of course, you’re also welcome to ask me questions along the way. How does that sound? [Pause for answer. They agreed it sounded good.]
Let me get an initial sense of who’s here: How many of you are freshmen? [None.] How many are sophomores? [25%.] How many are juniors? [~38%.] How many, seniors? [~38%.] How many are Master’s students? [None.] Are there any doctoral students? [None.] I didn’t go to Michigan for grad school, but I do have at least a story or two for each of my undergrad years here.
Freshman year: Picture the yearbook version of me minus four years, living in Bursley Hall – how many of you live, or have lived, in Bursley? Well, there I was, rooming randomly with a beautiful, bright-blond, blue-eyed Michigan farm-girl, who was a National Merit Scholar semi-finalist and an art student. Our first morning as roommates, she did a moving pencil-drawing of me, sleeping. [Show the sketch. A participant asked, “Were you really asleep?” Yes, really, I was, I told him, which made it all the more astonishing when I awoke to the gift.] When she gave it to me, I was hardly gracious lest I betray how I really felt and then I feared she’d guess the rest about my attraction to girls and women, and my attraction to her.
All year, she was relentlessly kind to me, no matter how indifferent I tried to act. Finally, we became friends during senior year, after I told her the truth about my identity, and she was as kind as ever…and probably already had guessed, though she didn’t say so.
But let’s go back to freshman year again, to my first weeks on North Campus, where I made a magnetic, new best friend: Like me, she was also Jewish and from the East Coast; she seemed like a worldly version of the most appealing girls who had been my classmates at the Modern Orthodox Jewish day school I had attended from 1st through 8th grades. I felt at home when I was around her. We were together day and night.
One of those nights, early on, she initiated intimacy with me, but the next day, claimed to have been asleep and dreaming through the experience. I was devastated, but I followed her lead. I told her, I agreed: it was nothing…but our friendship was spoiled, since I represented a discovery she did not want to make at the time….I wonder if any of you have had something like that happen to you with a friend. [Pause, but don’t wait for answers.]
In contrast to you [or most of you], my luck is that I can fast-forward to nearly a decade after graduation, when my mom ran into my freshman friend’s mother at a dance for Age-50+ Jewish singles. Her mother was divorced and mine was a widow, who had not found anyone close to my father’s caliber to remarry. While standing there, hoping for any decent men to walk through the door – rather than making do with the ones who were already there – my mother caught up with her mother and told her that I was a lesbian.
Her mother responded, “Oh, my daughter’s that way sometimes, too.” [Pause. Some (rueful) laughter from the participants, which I had hoped for, and which materialized.] It’s sort of funny now, but definitely was not funny when I was 18 and just finding my footing. In fact, though I was self-aware by 11, I ran from my identity till age 21, based on my upbringing and schooling: All of the girls in my school and community were expected to marry one Jewish man each with whom we would have Jewish children.
Not long after the episode with my female freshman friend, my high school boyfriend, who went to “the Michigan of the East” – do they still sell those T-shirts? [Pause for answer. Yes, they confirmed, they do] – visited for a weekend, but it was like hosting a sibling; he was Jewish, gorgeous, brilliant, a college track-star and I loved him, but not the way my heterosexual friends loved their boyfriends. I willed myself to stay involved with him through sophomore year, but not exclusively.
So now, I’ll help you imagine my sophomore year: During my first week, I ran into my high school girlfriend on campus, as that girlfriend was here for an internship. Just as our whole relationship had been in high school, I spent the winter with her in secret with the explicit deal that we did not qualify as a couple. After she left campus, I became involved in parallel with a closely-cropped, sandy-bearded Philosophy major – a guy – and another beautiful student who identified as lesbian at the time, but who was actually a transman, who transitioned some years later….Our first date was at a Women Take Back the Night march. Do they still have those in Ann Arbor? Does anybody know? [Pause for answer. One of the men shook his head that he didn’t know, and I said, “Right, why would you necessarily know?” and then one of the women confirmed it.]
Since I didn’t yet own my identity, I didn’t pledge romantic loyalty to anyone and felt super-lonely after each successive experiment.
By junior year, I was living in Jerusalem and studying Israeli Literature at Hebrew University. A large part of my agenda for going to Israel was to increase the odds of finding a Jewish man who was attractive enough to sway my orientation, as if that were possible – I had broken up with my high school boyfriend prior to the journey, to free myself up, I told myself, to meet my true Mr. Right…except that I kept meeting women along with men that year. From the anonymous survey results, which we’ll discuss in a bit, I know that at least a few of you have studied abroad and at least one of you is studying abroad by being at Michigan.
Back in Ann Arbor, during the first day of my senior year, in the ladies room of the Grad Library, I saw a flyer for a lesbian campus group and finally surrendered; I went to the advertised event and met the woman who was my first acknowledged girlfriend. I was still full of internalized homophobia, but finally brave at least:
I wrote to my family: my mom and two older sisters, as my dad of blessed memory had died of cancer when I was 17; he didn’t even get to see me graduate from high school. I told them about my lesbianism and my Michigan girlfriend, saying: “If you don’t accept me, then don’t bother coming to my graduation.” I don’t know where that bravado came from, but I feel fortunate that they were loving in response; my mother, brother-in-law and sisters all flew out to celebrate with me when I graduated. Later, it emerged that my mom felt she had already lost my dad, and that she had to accept me, as she did not want to lose any more family members.
My mother’s revelation confirmed a truth for me: So many of us worry that our families will reject us if we tell them about our sexual orientation or gender identity, but just like a job interview, rejection can go both ways. I think a number of us forget that. In the survey, one of you talks about this as well, in relation to your grandmother…but more on that in a bit.
Well, back to my girlfriend, who I met at the start of senior year:
We were together for two years and eight months, which was remarkable, since we had the following in common: both of us studied at the University of Michigan; both of us were lesbians; and both of us loved fiction. What was great about being with her, though, was that I finally committed myself to one female person; once I settled into one, focused relationship, it was remarkable how much else I had time and energy for:
I wrote a thesis that enabled me to graduate with High Honors; I became an active GLBT community volunteer when we moved to Chicago after graduation; I joined a winning rugby team as #5 in the scrum; and I even co-anchored a Cable Access TV show focused on news and entertainment by and for Chicago’s gay, lesbian, bi and trans community. The seeds of the most interesting facets of my IBM work, namely, being visible and building community, were planted during this period of volunteering.
But why did I need to suffer, and make others suffer, through all of the romantic drama in the years leading up to graduation? Because I did! Certainly, all of that exploring made me doubly grateful when ultimately, I found my partner Pat.
Are any of you able to relate to my experience? In terms of discussions with your families, or in terms of your love-lives or in terms of GLBT community volunteer work? [Pause for answers. One of the Asian participants agreed that in his experience, “…there’s an image of what an Asian child is supposed to be…” and that it was hard, within his family, not to conform to that.]
When I look at my college yearbook picture, I remember consciously wearing something unusual – a tropical shirt with a hoody Michigan sweatshirt over it, topped off by a double strand of iridescent plastic, purple beads. So part of me was trying to assert my difference via my clothing-choice, but as I look at the attempted disguise of my hair, I know that ultimately, I was ambivalent and sort of still wished to pass as heterosexual then. Have any of you posed for your yearbook pictures yet? What did you wear? [Pause for answers. A senior, who later identified herself as a straight ally, said that she wore a “pants-suit,” and one of the male seniors agreed that he wore a suit. So in contrast to me, they opted for the traditional look, I acknowledged.]
I’ll tell you one more story, about mentors because in the tip-sheet I give you at the end, you’ll see that I’ve included, “Find role models and mentors…” as the third tip. I included it even though I recalled how useless it was to look for coaching from anyone when I was first coming to own my identity. Here’s an example: I mentioned that I did the Honors Program through my major; I first met with an Honors advisor as a senior.
One afternoon around this wintery time of year, I sat down across from my advisor and saw that she was wearing a small, gold Lambda symbol around her neck. Back in the day, it was like wearing a rainbow bracelet; it was a signal of someone’s homosexuality. I marveled at it, as she was also a Physics professor, and until then, the only professional lesbian woman I knew was my high school gym teacher, and even that was not confirmed, but rather, just the rumor. Really, part of my internalized homophobia up to that point had been that I thought I’d have to be a gym teacher if I were lesbian, that is, that my career choices were limited.
Awkwardly, I acknowledged the advisor’s necklace and told her, “I am, too.”
Generously, she suggested we go get a soda, or around here, I should say, pop, and we talked about my future. Could I be out at work? She thought so, definitely.
P.S. I did not come out at my first post-graduation job, as a summer intern at a Chicago magazine; then I was under-employed, since I chose an employer solely based on learning that the office manager was openly lesbian and that I could be myself there, too. The point of this story about mentors is that nothing a mentor says or a role model does will sway us to do as they say or do, until and unless each of us is ready ourselves. By the same token, I will never forget her, since ultimately, she taught me by example that my career options were not limited by my sexual orientation. I just needed to do a better job of networking with people, who could help me.
The other point of that story, I think, is that too often, as gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people, we still tend to be under-employed; I am hopeful that this is the decade when that changes.
May I give you a couple of current examples of what I mean? [Pause for agreement. They agreed.] This past fall, at the Out & Equal Workplace Summit in Los Angeles, Dr. Steve Salbu, the openly-gay dean of Georgia Tech’s business school, shared research, reporting that GLBT leaders in business rise to senior leadership positions more slowly than leaders of any other historically-underrepresented group, including women and people of color.
Telling you about this research is not meant to motivate you to abdicate. I’m reminded of something my mom told me about a boyfriend of hers who didn’t last. When he met my grandfather for the first time, he told my grandfather that he couldn’t get a job in a particular field because he was Jewish. This was in the 1940s. My grandfather told my mother to get rid of him. My grandfather’s point was that we must be ambitious [I saw several heads nod then] and must believe in our ability to triumph over potential discrimination. Fortunately for me, she agreed with her father’s assessment (or I wouldn’t be here).
Here’s the second current example of gay, lesbian, bi and transpeople, being under-employed: In my current role at IBM, recently, I designed and facilitated a GLBT Leadership Development Workshop for 30 openly-G-L-B-or-T high-potential IBM leaders from around the world. Their managers and the people who reported to them completed anonymous surveys on their IBM leadership competencies and “Influence through expertise” was the Competency, where they most needed to improve; that Competency is all about being recognized at IBM – and externally – for our thought leadership, or not. Please keep in mind that this was just 30 leaders, most of whom had been working for a decade or more, as opposed to being new-hires, who might have a different mentality, and I hope that’s the case…but still, I was struck that this was the Competency, where we needed improvement. To me, it meant that the 30 leaders were not yet as bold in demonstrating our expertise in our business and technical leadership as our non-GLBT counterparts. Being seen as a thought leader is a giant component of reaching the top rungs of the leadership ladder, so there still is work to do.
On the upside, the IBM Competencies at which these leaders most excelled included “Collaborate globally” and “Build mutual trust.” There is no research on it, but my hypothesis is that the leaders are seen as excellent at these Competencies, since our bicultural perspective makes us adept at collaborating across cultures, and since *when* we are open about our sexual orientation and/or gender identity and expression, people feel trusted and return our trust. Does that hypothesis, or hypotheses, make sense to you? [Pause for answer. They agreed.]
Speaking of surveys, let’s talk about the anonymous survey you should have received prior to this session. I know it came while you were studying for and taking midterm exams and I hope your exams went well for you. Due to the timing of the survey, we received relatively few responses, but it’s quality, not quantity! Let’s review them, and as time allows, feel free to answer live, here as well, if you feel comfortable doing so.
1. How do you identify? Select all that apply: student, faculty member, administrator, lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, questioning, heterosexual, scientist, technical professional, engineer, mathematician, other: _________________.
2. Explain your culture's influence on your personal / professional identity; specify your particular culture (e.g., your native country; ethnicity; religion; and/or whichever elements you identify as part of your culture…).
3. How do you express your personal / professional identity, using social technologies (e.g., Twitter; blogs; YouTube; podcasts; Facebook; LinkedIn; others…)? Be specific.
4. How important is it to you to be open about your sexual orientation and/or gender identity and expression, and why? Totally; Very; Neutral; Somewhat; Not important. Please explain your selection
5. Have you faced discrimination because of your sexual orientation or gender identity and expression? Yes, as a GLBT person; Yes as a Heterosexual person; No. If Yes, please share whatever details you are comfortable providing.
6. If you have you studied abroad, were you active in the local GLBT community to any degree? Yes, as a GLBT person; Yes, as an ally / supporter of GLBT people; No; Not Applicable. If you have studied abroad, in which city/cities and country/countries did you study?
7. If, for your post-graduation job, you were offered a six-month international assignment in a country, where homosexual activity was illegal, what would you do and why?
8. In preparing for your career, how do you determine the employers that are most welcoming to GLBT and GLBT-friendly people? Check all that apply: Word of mouth; The employer's web site; Human Rights Campaign's (HRC) Corporate Equality Index. Which employers seem to be the GLBT-friendliest in your experience so far?
9. Do you see your sexual orientation and/or gender identity & expression as a potential barrier to realizing your deepest ambitions?
10. What does success look like to you?
If I had been responding to this survey as a senior at Michigan, even though I felt so unsure of what I wanted to do for my career then, the last question, about what success looks like to me, would have been a similar answer to the one I'd give today, fortunately: to have stable love and stable work to make me much richer than I'd be without either one.
We haven’t talked much yet about stable work. In your case, most of you, I hope, will not need to work full-time until you graduate, so I’m probably one of the people in the room with the greatest amount of work experience, though a number of you might have been entrepreneurs from an early age and so the number of years you’ve been working might come close to mine. Is there anyone like that in the room, who invented something very early on and sold it commercially? I remember from the survey that at least one of you is a game designer. [Pause for answers. One of the participants said, “No. I wish I were that cool.” No one else claimed to have commercialized a product or service to date.]
Well, if you like, I can share a number of experiences, where I was able to successfully integrate my personal and professional identities, as it might spark your imagination on how to integrate yours, even if the examples I give per se don’t seem like ones you would want to experience yourselves. May I? [Pause for answer. They agreed. (There’s a best practice when presenting that one shouldn’t speak for more than three minutes consecutively without asking a question that participants can answer, i.e., rhetorical questions don’t really count, and so that was part of my logic in asking for their permission, but also, sincerely I wanted to determine their interest-level.)]
Thanks. The one great thing about the first job I had out of school – the one I mentioned, where I was under-employed – was that it got me invited to work on the TV show I mentioned, which I’d never have been otherwise. Pam McDonald, a friend I made, volunteering on the hotline at Chicago’s GLBT Center, said, “You work in video and TV, right?”
“Not really. I sell videos, audios and transcripts of TV news to PR and legal departments.”
Even so, Pam invited me to the first meeting of “The 10% Show” and since it was all-volunteer, and since she and I were two of three lesbians to show up, and probably because I had no actual camera or editing skills like the other two women, I was invited to co-anchor the show. I relished the opportunity. The best part of the show was that it taught me that I was part of a rich culture. Till then, the only sense of the culture I’d gleaned was through reading lesbian fiction and through the social aspect, which I had come to know only through going to lesbian bars in Chicago.
“The 10% Show” enabled me to interview the filmmaker of a documentary on a self-identified Kentucky drag-queen; the author David Leavitt; the producer let me crew for the interview of Robert Ford, publisher of “Thing,” a ‘zine written for and by Black gay men; produce a segment on a lesbian kiss-in at Water Tower Place in Chicago and so much more. Doing that work after hours and on weekends helped me see that my lesbian identity made me a member of a rich culture just as my Jewish identity did. Up until then, I knew only about Jewish culture. Both gave me pride, which made up for feeling so different. In the survey, one of you mentioned that you didn’t know anything about being gay till you got to the States. Can you relate to what I’m saying? Can others? Do you recognize a GLBT culture yet?
[Pause for answers. One participant answered that he related to the idea of a GLBT culture in terms of the sheer diversity of gay, lesbian, bi and transpeople he met at the University of Michigan, compared to where he grew up, where there was just one openly gay guy in high school – and it wasn’t him.]
In 1990, thanks to my girlfriend at the time getting an interview for me, I joined what had been the technology arm of Sears as a technical writer before it became a joint venture of IBM and Sears, and that’s how I got started, working for technology companies.
The way I got started, thinking about using my personal identity to enrich my professional identity came from joining the National Organization of Gay, Lesbian, Bi and Trans Scientists and Technical Professionals not long after joining Sears Technology – and that organization is the reason I’m with you today, since Gary had advertised in the e-bulletin that he was looking for a speaker. I found my first openly gay friend at IBM through that organization, Rob Shook. Both of us are still at IBM and Rob remains a premier mentor for me.
If I boiled down my career to its essence, I’d say I used my:
1. Sexual orientation as a differentiator to help clients and my employer succeed
2. Bicultural, or multicultural perspective (Lesbian, Jewish, American) to promote cultural intelligence among my colleagues globally
3. Web-affinity and visibility advocacy to apply technology to social learning, again to help our leaders.
When I interviewed to join IBM’s Center for Advanced Learning, I told Ian Bird, the London-based manager I now report to, that I’d been helping build online communities since 1997 – and that the one I helped build in ’97 was for IBM’s gay, lesbian, bi and trans population, since we needed a way to find one another. It was one of my selling-points, that I understood how to give online communities what they needed, and how to help them flourish. The principles that work for the GLBT online community also work for the online Technical Leadership Exchange (or TLE) Community, and the IBM Manager Community, that is, connecting to, and learning from one another’s experience.
It’s my privilege to help our technical leaders and business leaders of all sexual orientations and gender identities and expressions to learn from one another. Remember, I also said that the volunteer work I did in Chicago’s GLBT Community with “The 10% Show” sowed the seeds for what I’ve achieved at IBM around communities and visibility. This past summer, I moderated a panel of three IBM technical leaders from Vancouver, Haifa and San Jose, through live video, streaming over the web and it was like being on the TV show again.
In my current role, I think of online social learning as an equality-agent. Everyone has a chance to shine online, whereas traditional hierarchies, shyness and a fear of standing out sometimes impede a number of colleagues from expressing their good ideas. Can you relate to this notion of online social learning, being democratic? [Pause for answers. One of the participants responded that he felt that online, he had a better opportunity to control his image, since he could take time to craft what he wanted to say by contrast to how awkward he sometimes feels when speaking live. His point was that his online presence gave him an advantage to balance out the occasional disadvantage he felt offline. That was his interpretation of democracy. No one really questioned what I meant by “social learning” because I think they were simply thinking of social behavior online, which includes learning and socializing in parallel – unconsciously for them, and for most of us, I think.]
[Another student brought up friends of his who were applying to med schools, who had two different Facebook accounts, to ensure they wouldn’t be disqualified by the less inhibited version of their profile. Predictably, this was the most lively part of the dialogue, as everyone there engaged in social networking; Forty percent of the participants and I became Facebook friends within 48 hours of the session. None, yet, has asked me to join his or her LinkedIn network.]
To finish our session together, I’d like to show you a couple of collages of some favorite professional moments that were personally meaningful. And I have a tips sheet that we’ll hand out in a bit. Also, at the end of the session, please also take a few minutes to complete a quick feedback survey. [Show collages.]
[They recognized the three IBM alumni in the pictures, but not that all of them were IBM alumni: transgender activist, Kate Bornstein; New York Times best-selling author of blessed memory, E. Lynn Harris; and Edie Windsor, the first openly-lesbian IBMer, in the ‘60s; one of the participants said he had just read an article about the documentary they made on her partner and her. By coincidence, the following day, while in the airport on my way home, I read a letter to the editor of “The New York Times” by Edie Windsor, about how if she had been the legal spouse of her female partner, she would not have had to pay $350,000 as an estate tax, just like any wife would not pay upon her husband’s death. It felt like a sign that I was doing something meaningful in making this trip, which on and off seemed to pale compared to the cool Watson saga on “Jeopardy.” On Night 2 of the Jeopardy series, the night before I flew, I remember thinking, I wish I were one of the IBMers who had been brilliant enough to work on the Watson project, but then I had to acknowledge that all of us can make a difference from whatever our vantage point, and this was what I could do; I could encourage up-and-coming talent. In one of the feedback forms, a participant responded to “What did you take away from this session?” as follows:
“A good understanding of how my place in life fits into a greater LGBT life. Lets me calm down and enjoy life.”]
When I spoke of the suffering I endured while cementing my identity, I need to admit that it wasn’t pure suffering. Some of that time was fun, and I hope you feel the same way about your time at Michigan; it’s hard and fun, and ultimately, I wish all of you great success by your definition.
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Seven Tips for Integrating Personal & Professional Identities and How I Can Become Your Agent
1. Look for love in the right places, among people you respect and who respect you, including:
• Romantic love
• Familial Love.
2. Volunteer in your community until, & after, you land your dream-job:
• You will discover talents and interests you were unaware of
• Confidence grows with positive volunteer-experiences.
3. Find role models and mentors, including:
• Faculty
• Internship managers
• GLBT professionals.
4. Let your sexual orientation and/or gender identity be an innovation engine; use your bicultural perspective to collaborate with others globally to hatch new ideas
5. Work for an organization that welcomes you to be yourself, e.g.:
• Apply to join IBM (see below)
• See HRC’s Corporate Equality Index for other ideal workplaces
• Connect with GLBT, seasoned professionals on LinkedIn (e.g., me) and check their networks re: to whom they could introduce you.
6. Be open to travel for your studies and work, and get comfortable with respecting local norms while helping build local GLBT communities:
• Confirm organizations’ global non-discrimination policy
• Contact me if you would like a copy of “Top Tips for Prospective International Assignees,” which includes tips for GLBT assignees.
7. Use social technologies to advance your learning at work and to build your global, personal and professional network, e.g., join Friends and Family of GLBT IBMers on Facebook or follow IBM GLBT on Twitter.
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Remarks by Sarah Siegel for oSTEM – University of Michigan Chapter
16 February 2010
Gary, thanks for the privilege of speaking with you today on integrating personal & professional identities. During this session, I’ll tell some stories about how my identity took shape; we’ll discuss the anonymous questionnaire, to help us gain a sense of where we are collectively with our identities; and of course, you’re also welcome to ask me questions along the way. How does that sound? [Pause for answer. They agreed it sounded good.]
Let me get an initial sense of who’s here: How many of you are freshmen? [None.] How many are sophomores? [25%.] How many are juniors? [~38%.] How many, seniors? [~38%.] How many are Master’s students? [None.] Are there any doctoral students? [None.] I didn’t go to Michigan for grad school, but I do have at least a story or two for each of my undergrad years here.
Freshman year: Picture the yearbook version of me minus four years, living in Bursley Hall – how many of you live, or have lived, in Bursley? Well, there I was, rooming randomly with a beautiful, bright-blond, blue-eyed Michigan farm-girl, who was a National Merit Scholar semi-finalist and an art student. Our first morning as roommates, she did a moving pencil-drawing of me, sleeping. [Show the sketch. A participant asked, “Were you really asleep?” Yes, really, I was, I told him, which made it all the more astonishing when I awoke to the gift.] When she gave it to me, I was hardly gracious lest I betray how I really felt and then I feared she’d guess the rest about my attraction to girls and women, and my attraction to her.
All year, she was relentlessly kind to me, no matter how indifferent I tried to act. Finally, we became friends during senior year, after I told her the truth about my identity, and she was as kind as ever…and probably already had guessed, though she didn’t say so.
But let’s go back to freshman year again, to my first weeks on North Campus, where I made a magnetic, new best friend: Like me, she was also Jewish and from the East Coast; she seemed like a worldly version of the most appealing girls who had been my classmates at the Modern Orthodox Jewish day school I had attended from 1st through 8th grades. I felt at home when I was around her. We were together day and night.
One of those nights, early on, she initiated intimacy with me, but the next day, claimed to have been asleep and dreaming through the experience. I was devastated, but I followed her lead. I told her, I agreed: it was nothing…but our friendship was spoiled, since I represented a discovery she did not want to make at the time….I wonder if any of you have had something like that happen to you with a friend. [Pause, but don’t wait for answers.]
In contrast to you [or most of you], my luck is that I can fast-forward to nearly a decade after graduation, when my mom ran into my freshman friend’s mother at a dance for Age-50+ Jewish singles. Her mother was divorced and mine was a widow, who had not found anyone close to my father’s caliber to remarry. While standing there, hoping for any decent men to walk through the door – rather than making do with the ones who were already there – my mother caught up with her mother and told her that I was a lesbian.
Her mother responded, “Oh, my daughter’s that way sometimes, too.” [Pause. Some (rueful) laughter from the participants, which I had hoped for, and which materialized.] It’s sort of funny now, but definitely was not funny when I was 18 and just finding my footing. In fact, though I was self-aware by 11, I ran from my identity till age 21, based on my upbringing and schooling: All of the girls in my school and community were expected to marry one Jewish man each with whom we would have Jewish children.
Not long after the episode with my female freshman friend, my high school boyfriend, who went to “the Michigan of the East” – do they still sell those T-shirts? [Pause for answer. Yes, they confirmed, they do] – visited for a weekend, but it was like hosting a sibling; he was Jewish, gorgeous, brilliant, a college track-star and I loved him, but not the way my heterosexual friends loved their boyfriends. I willed myself to stay involved with him through sophomore year, but not exclusively.
So now, I’ll help you imagine my sophomore year: During my first week, I ran into my high school girlfriend on campus, as that girlfriend was here for an internship. Just as our whole relationship had been in high school, I spent the winter with her in secret with the explicit deal that we did not qualify as a couple. After she left campus, I became involved in parallel with a closely-cropped, sandy-bearded Philosophy major – a guy – and another beautiful student who identified as lesbian at the time, but who was actually a transman, who transitioned some years later….Our first date was at a Women Take Back the Night march. Do they still have those in Ann Arbor? Does anybody know? [Pause for answer. One of the men shook his head that he didn’t know, and I said, “Right, why would you necessarily know?” and then one of the women confirmed it.]
Since I didn’t yet own my identity, I didn’t pledge romantic loyalty to anyone and felt super-lonely after each successive experiment.
By junior year, I was living in Jerusalem and studying Israeli Literature at Hebrew University. A large part of my agenda for going to Israel was to increase the odds of finding a Jewish man who was attractive enough to sway my orientation, as if that were possible – I had broken up with my high school boyfriend prior to the journey, to free myself up, I told myself, to meet my true Mr. Right…except that I kept meeting women along with men that year. From the anonymous survey results, which we’ll discuss in a bit, I know that at least a few of you have studied abroad and at least one of you is studying abroad by being at Michigan.
Back in Ann Arbor, during the first day of my senior year, in the ladies room of the Grad Library, I saw a flyer for a lesbian campus group and finally surrendered; I went to the advertised event and met the woman who was my first acknowledged girlfriend. I was still full of internalized homophobia, but finally brave at least:
I wrote to my family: my mom and two older sisters, as my dad of blessed memory had died of cancer when I was 17; he didn’t even get to see me graduate from high school. I told them about my lesbianism and my Michigan girlfriend, saying: “If you don’t accept me, then don’t bother coming to my graduation.” I don’t know where that bravado came from, but I feel fortunate that they were loving in response; my mother, brother-in-law and sisters all flew out to celebrate with me when I graduated. Later, it emerged that my mom felt she had already lost my dad, and that she had to accept me, as she did not want to lose any more family members.
My mother’s revelation confirmed a truth for me: So many of us worry that our families will reject us if we tell them about our sexual orientation or gender identity, but just like a job interview, rejection can go both ways. I think a number of us forget that. In the survey, one of you talks about this as well, in relation to your grandmother…but more on that in a bit.
Well, back to my girlfriend, who I met at the start of senior year:
We were together for two years and eight months, which was remarkable, since we had the following in common: both of us studied at the University of Michigan; both of us were lesbians; and both of us loved fiction. What was great about being with her, though, was that I finally committed myself to one female person; once I settled into one, focused relationship, it was remarkable how much else I had time and energy for:
I wrote a thesis that enabled me to graduate with High Honors; I became an active GLBT community volunteer when we moved to Chicago after graduation; I joined a winning rugby team as #5 in the scrum; and I even co-anchored a Cable Access TV show focused on news and entertainment by and for Chicago’s gay, lesbian, bi and trans community. The seeds of the most interesting facets of my IBM work, namely, being visible and building community, were planted during this period of volunteering.
But why did I need to suffer, and make others suffer, through all of the romantic drama in the years leading up to graduation? Because I did! Certainly, all of that exploring made me doubly grateful when ultimately, I found my partner Pat.
Are any of you able to relate to my experience? In terms of discussions with your families, or in terms of your love-lives or in terms of GLBT community volunteer work? [Pause for answers. One of the Asian participants agreed that in his experience, “…there’s an image of what an Asian child is supposed to be…” and that it was hard, within his family, not to conform to that.]
When I look at my college yearbook picture, I remember consciously wearing something unusual – a tropical shirt with a hoody Michigan sweatshirt over it, topped off by a double strand of iridescent plastic, purple beads. So part of me was trying to assert my difference via my clothing-choice, but as I look at the attempted disguise of my hair, I know that ultimately, I was ambivalent and sort of still wished to pass as heterosexual then. Have any of you posed for your yearbook pictures yet? What did you wear? [Pause for answers. A senior, who later identified herself as a straight ally, said that she wore a “pants-suit,” and one of the male seniors agreed that he wore a suit. So in contrast to me, they opted for the traditional look, I acknowledged.]
I’ll tell you one more story, about mentors because in the tip-sheet I give you at the end, you’ll see that I’ve included, “Find role models and mentors…” as the third tip. I included it even though I recalled how useless it was to look for coaching from anyone when I was first coming to own my identity. Here’s an example: I mentioned that I did the Honors Program through my major; I first met with an Honors advisor as a senior.
One afternoon around this wintery time of year, I sat down across from my advisor and saw that she was wearing a small, gold Lambda symbol around her neck. Back in the day, it was like wearing a rainbow bracelet; it was a signal of someone’s homosexuality. I marveled at it, as she was also a Physics professor, and until then, the only professional lesbian woman I knew was my high school gym teacher, and even that was not confirmed, but rather, just the rumor. Really, part of my internalized homophobia up to that point had been that I thought I’d have to be a gym teacher if I were lesbian, that is, that my career choices were limited.
Awkwardly, I acknowledged the advisor’s necklace and told her, “I am, too.”
Generously, she suggested we go get a soda, or around here, I should say, pop, and we talked about my future. Could I be out at work? She thought so, definitely.
P.S. I did not come out at my first post-graduation job, as a summer intern at a Chicago magazine; then I was under-employed, since I chose an employer solely based on learning that the office manager was openly lesbian and that I could be myself there, too. The point of this story about mentors is that nothing a mentor says or a role model does will sway us to do as they say or do, until and unless each of us is ready ourselves. By the same token, I will never forget her, since ultimately, she taught me by example that my career options were not limited by my sexual orientation. I just needed to do a better job of networking with people, who could help me.
The other point of that story, I think, is that too often, as gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people, we still tend to be under-employed; I am hopeful that this is the decade when that changes.
May I give you a couple of current examples of what I mean? [Pause for agreement. They agreed.] This past fall, at the Out & Equal Workplace Summit in Los Angeles, Dr. Steve Salbu, the openly-gay dean of Georgia Tech’s business school, shared research, reporting that GLBT leaders in business rise to senior leadership positions more slowly than leaders of any other historically-underrepresented group, including women and people of color.
Telling you about this research is not meant to motivate you to abdicate. I’m reminded of something my mom told me about a boyfriend of hers who didn’t last. When he met my grandfather for the first time, he told my grandfather that he couldn’t get a job in a particular field because he was Jewish. This was in the 1940s. My grandfather told my mother to get rid of him. My grandfather’s point was that we must be ambitious [I saw several heads nod then] and must believe in our ability to triumph over potential discrimination. Fortunately for me, she agreed with her father’s assessment (or I wouldn’t be here).
Here’s the second current example of gay, lesbian, bi and transpeople, being under-employed: In my current role at IBM, recently, I designed and facilitated a GLBT Leadership Development Workshop for 30 openly-G-L-B-or-T high-potential IBM leaders from around the world. Their managers and the people who reported to them completed anonymous surveys on their IBM leadership competencies and “Influence through expertise” was the Competency, where they most needed to improve; that Competency is all about being recognized at IBM – and externally – for our thought leadership, or not. Please keep in mind that this was just 30 leaders, most of whom had been working for a decade or more, as opposed to being new-hires, who might have a different mentality, and I hope that’s the case…but still, I was struck that this was the Competency, where we needed improvement. To me, it meant that the 30 leaders were not yet as bold in demonstrating our expertise in our business and technical leadership as our non-GLBT counterparts. Being seen as a thought leader is a giant component of reaching the top rungs of the leadership ladder, so there still is work to do.
On the upside, the IBM Competencies at which these leaders most excelled included “Collaborate globally” and “Build mutual trust.” There is no research on it, but my hypothesis is that the leaders are seen as excellent at these Competencies, since our bicultural perspective makes us adept at collaborating across cultures, and since *when* we are open about our sexual orientation and/or gender identity and expression, people feel trusted and return our trust. Does that hypothesis, or hypotheses, make sense to you? [Pause for answer. They agreed.]
Speaking of surveys, let’s talk about the anonymous survey you should have received prior to this session. I know it came while you were studying for and taking midterm exams and I hope your exams went well for you. Due to the timing of the survey, we received relatively few responses, but it’s quality, not quantity! Let’s review them, and as time allows, feel free to answer live, here as well, if you feel comfortable doing so.
1. How do you identify? Select all that apply: student, faculty member, administrator, lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, questioning, heterosexual, scientist, technical professional, engineer, mathematician, other: _________________.
2. Explain your culture's influence on your personal / professional identity; specify your particular culture (e.g., your native country; ethnicity; religion; and/or whichever elements you identify as part of your culture…).
3. How do you express your personal / professional identity, using social technologies (e.g., Twitter; blogs; YouTube; podcasts; Facebook; LinkedIn; others…)? Be specific.
4. How important is it to you to be open about your sexual orientation and/or gender identity and expression, and why? Totally; Very; Neutral; Somewhat; Not important. Please explain your selection
5. Have you faced discrimination because of your sexual orientation or gender identity and expression? Yes, as a GLBT person; Yes as a Heterosexual person; No. If Yes, please share whatever details you are comfortable providing.
6. If you have you studied abroad, were you active in the local GLBT community to any degree? Yes, as a GLBT person; Yes, as an ally / supporter of GLBT people; No; Not Applicable. If you have studied abroad, in which city/cities and country/countries did you study?
7. If, for your post-graduation job, you were offered a six-month international assignment in a country, where homosexual activity was illegal, what would you do and why?
8. In preparing for your career, how do you determine the employers that are most welcoming to GLBT and GLBT-friendly people? Check all that apply: Word of mouth; The employer's web site; Human Rights Campaign's (HRC) Corporate Equality Index. Which employers seem to be the GLBT-friendliest in your experience so far?
9. Do you see your sexual orientation and/or gender identity & expression as a potential barrier to realizing your deepest ambitions?
10. What does success look like to you?
If I had been responding to this survey as a senior at Michigan, even though I felt so unsure of what I wanted to do for my career then, the last question, about what success looks like to me, would have been a similar answer to the one I'd give today, fortunately: to have stable love and stable work to make me much richer than I'd be without either one.
We haven’t talked much yet about stable work. In your case, most of you, I hope, will not need to work full-time until you graduate, so I’m probably one of the people in the room with the greatest amount of work experience, though a number of you might have been entrepreneurs from an early age and so the number of years you’ve been working might come close to mine. Is there anyone like that in the room, who invented something very early on and sold it commercially? I remember from the survey that at least one of you is a game designer. [Pause for answers. One of the participants said, “No. I wish I were that cool.” No one else claimed to have commercialized a product or service to date.]
Well, if you like, I can share a number of experiences, where I was able to successfully integrate my personal and professional identities, as it might spark your imagination on how to integrate yours, even if the examples I give per se don’t seem like ones you would want to experience yourselves. May I? [Pause for answer. They agreed. (There’s a best practice when presenting that one shouldn’t speak for more than three minutes consecutively without asking a question that participants can answer, i.e., rhetorical questions don’t really count, and so that was part of my logic in asking for their permission, but also, sincerely I wanted to determine their interest-level.)]
Thanks. The one great thing about the first job I had out of school – the one I mentioned, where I was under-employed – was that it got me invited to work on the TV show I mentioned, which I’d never have been otherwise. Pam McDonald, a friend I made, volunteering on the hotline at Chicago’s GLBT Center, said, “You work in video and TV, right?”
“Not really. I sell videos, audios and transcripts of TV news to PR and legal departments.”
Even so, Pam invited me to the first meeting of “The 10% Show” and since it was all-volunteer, and since she and I were two of three lesbians to show up, and probably because I had no actual camera or editing skills like the other two women, I was invited to co-anchor the show. I relished the opportunity. The best part of the show was that it taught me that I was part of a rich culture. Till then, the only sense of the culture I’d gleaned was through reading lesbian fiction and through the social aspect, which I had come to know only through going to lesbian bars in Chicago.
“The 10% Show” enabled me to interview the filmmaker of a documentary on a self-identified Kentucky drag-queen; the author David Leavitt; the producer let me crew for the interview of Robert Ford, publisher of “Thing,” a ‘zine written for and by Black gay men; produce a segment on a lesbian kiss-in at Water Tower Place in Chicago and so much more. Doing that work after hours and on weekends helped me see that my lesbian identity made me a member of a rich culture just as my Jewish identity did. Up until then, I knew only about Jewish culture. Both gave me pride, which made up for feeling so different. In the survey, one of you mentioned that you didn’t know anything about being gay till you got to the States. Can you relate to what I’m saying? Can others? Do you recognize a GLBT culture yet?
[Pause for answers. One participant answered that he related to the idea of a GLBT culture in terms of the sheer diversity of gay, lesbian, bi and transpeople he met at the University of Michigan, compared to where he grew up, where there was just one openly gay guy in high school – and it wasn’t him.]
In 1990, thanks to my girlfriend at the time getting an interview for me, I joined what had been the technology arm of Sears as a technical writer before it became a joint venture of IBM and Sears, and that’s how I got started, working for technology companies.
The way I got started, thinking about using my personal identity to enrich my professional identity came from joining the National Organization of Gay, Lesbian, Bi and Trans Scientists and Technical Professionals not long after joining Sears Technology – and that organization is the reason I’m with you today, since Gary had advertised in the e-bulletin that he was looking for a speaker. I found my first openly gay friend at IBM through that organization, Rob Shook. Both of us are still at IBM and Rob remains a premier mentor for me.
If I boiled down my career to its essence, I’d say I used my:
1. Sexual orientation as a differentiator to help clients and my employer succeed
2. Bicultural, or multicultural perspective (Lesbian, Jewish, American) to promote cultural intelligence among my colleagues globally
3. Web-affinity and visibility advocacy to apply technology to social learning, again to help our leaders.
When I interviewed to join IBM’s Center for Advanced Learning, I told Ian Bird, the London-based manager I now report to, that I’d been helping build online communities since 1997 – and that the one I helped build in ’97 was for IBM’s gay, lesbian, bi and trans population, since we needed a way to find one another. It was one of my selling-points, that I understood how to give online communities what they needed, and how to help them flourish. The principles that work for the GLBT online community also work for the online Technical Leadership Exchange (or TLE) Community, and the IBM Manager Community, that is, connecting to, and learning from one another’s experience.
It’s my privilege to help our technical leaders and business leaders of all sexual orientations and gender identities and expressions to learn from one another. Remember, I also said that the volunteer work I did in Chicago’s GLBT Community with “The 10% Show” sowed the seeds for what I’ve achieved at IBM around communities and visibility. This past summer, I moderated a panel of three IBM technical leaders from Vancouver, Haifa and San Jose, through live video, streaming over the web and it was like being on the TV show again.
In my current role, I think of online social learning as an equality-agent. Everyone has a chance to shine online, whereas traditional hierarchies, shyness and a fear of standing out sometimes impede a number of colleagues from expressing their good ideas. Can you relate to this notion of online social learning, being democratic? [Pause for answers. One of the participants responded that he felt that online, he had a better opportunity to control his image, since he could take time to craft what he wanted to say by contrast to how awkward he sometimes feels when speaking live. His point was that his online presence gave him an advantage to balance out the occasional disadvantage he felt offline. That was his interpretation of democracy. No one really questioned what I meant by “social learning” because I think they were simply thinking of social behavior online, which includes learning and socializing in parallel – unconsciously for them, and for most of us, I think.]
[Another student brought up friends of his who were applying to med schools, who had two different Facebook accounts, to ensure they wouldn’t be disqualified by the less inhibited version of their profile. Predictably, this was the most lively part of the dialogue, as everyone there engaged in social networking; Forty percent of the participants and I became Facebook friends within 48 hours of the session. None, yet, has asked me to join his or her LinkedIn network.]
To finish our session together, I’d like to show you a couple of collages of some favorite professional moments that were personally meaningful. And I have a tips sheet that we’ll hand out in a bit. Also, at the end of the session, please also take a few minutes to complete a quick feedback survey. [Show collages.]
[They recognized the three IBM alumni in the pictures, but not that all of them were IBM alumni: transgender activist, Kate Bornstein; New York Times best-selling author of blessed memory, E. Lynn Harris; and Edie Windsor, the first openly-lesbian IBMer, in the ‘60s; one of the participants said he had just read an article about the documentary they made on her partner and her. By coincidence, the following day, while in the airport on my way home, I read a letter to the editor of “The New York Times” by Edie Windsor, about how if she had been the legal spouse of her female partner, she would not have had to pay $350,000 as an estate tax, just like any wife would not pay upon her husband’s death. It felt like a sign that I was doing something meaningful in making this trip, which on and off seemed to pale compared to the cool Watson saga on “Jeopardy.” On Night 2 of the Jeopardy series, the night before I flew, I remember thinking, I wish I were one of the IBMers who had been brilliant enough to work on the Watson project, but then I had to acknowledge that all of us can make a difference from whatever our vantage point, and this was what I could do; I could encourage up-and-coming talent. In one of the feedback forms, a participant responded to “What did you take away from this session?” as follows:
“A good understanding of how my place in life fits into a greater LGBT life. Lets me calm down and enjoy life.”]
When I spoke of the suffering I endured while cementing my identity, I need to admit that it wasn’t pure suffering. Some of that time was fun, and I hope you feel the same way about your time at Michigan; it’s hard and fun, and ultimately, I wish all of you great success by your definition.
Seven Tips for Integrating Personal & Professional Identities and How I Can Become Your Agent
1. Look for love in the right places, among people you respect and who respect you, including:
• Romantic love
• Familial Love.
2. Volunteer in your community until, & after, you land your dream-job:
• You will discover talents and interests you were unaware of
• Confidence grows with positive volunteer-experiences.
3. Find role models and mentors, including:
• Faculty
• Internship managers
• GLBT professionals.
4. Let your sexual orientation and/or gender identity be an innovation engine; use your bicultural perspective to collaborate with others globally to hatch new ideas
5. Work for an organization that welcomes you to be yourself, e.g.:
• Apply to join IBM (see below)
• See HRC’s Corporate Equality Index for other ideal workplaces
• Connect with GLBT, seasoned professionals on LinkedIn (e.g., me) and check their networks re: to whom they could introduce you.
6. Be open to travel for your studies and work, and get comfortable with respecting local norms while helping build local GLBT communities:
• Confirm organizations’ global non-discrimination policy
• Contact me if you would like a copy of “Top Tips for Prospective International Assignees,” which includes tips for GLBT assignees.
7. Use social technologies to advance your learning at work and to build your global, personal and professional network, e.g., join Friends and Family of GLBT IBMers on Facebook or follow IBM GLBT on Twitter.
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1. Go to http://ibm.com/jobs
2. Click on “Search for Jobs at IBM”
3. Select “Register new account,” if you haven’t already done so
4. Apply for any jobs that appeal to you
5. Send your resume and the job number(s) for which you’ve applied to Sarah Siegel at....
I will look up the hiring manager and put in a good word, so that your application will jump the queue.
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Daloz Says That a Mentor Is Someone Who Has Been There Before You
Mentors for me, whether or not they know they are, include:
Daloz Says That a Mentor Is Someone Who Has Been There Before You
Mentors for me, whether or not they know they are, include:
- My sisters, Deborah and Kayla, both older than I -- girls can do anything
- My mother -- Jews can do anything
- My father of blessed memory -- Creative souls can do anything
- Aunt Tovah of blessed memory -- women can do anything
- Dr. Barbara Sang -- lesbian women can do anything
- Jane Harper -- people can do anything
- Rob Shook -- I can do anything
- Carol Vericker -- I can be a leader
- Mike Fuller -- I can help IBM do anything in behalf of gay, lesbian, bi and trans clients and colleagues
- Edie Windsor -- Lesbians at IBM in the '60s can do anything
- Lynn Conway -- MTF women can do anything
- Kate Bornstein -- MTF people can love anyone and then also can raise my consciousness about the not necessarily binary quality of gender.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Treasuring My Heritage Today
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
So Lucky to Be Participating First-hand in Jewish and GLBT Culture
This morning, a gay Moroccan guy who is just out of high school found me on Facebook through his bisexual female friend, who had found me a couple of weeks ago -- not sure how. I accepted the friendship request of both.
Within the same hour, I received e-mail from a friend I'd known when I lived in Chicago, Rabbi Benay Lappe, who was inviting me to enroll in a Talmud course at Svara, a traditionally radical yeshiva, i.e., one that is inclusive of openly G, L, B and T students and teachers.
The Moroccan guy's photos included cartoons that were super-anti-Israel and my knee-jerk reaction was to "unfriend" him and then I decided to steel myself and leave it alone. I have four generations of Israeli family and while I am disappointed by Israel at its worst, I love Israel at its best. I decided not to "unfriend" him because both of us have an opportunity to see each other as human, rather than as any sort of enemies.
Before any of these e-encounters occurred this morning, I was already feeling grateful this weekend for my bicultural heritage. Why? Pat & I saw "I Can't Think Straight" on Friday, which features a Palestinian Muslim woman from Jordan and an Indian Muslim woman, who meet in London and fall in love, which I doubt we'd have seen if we weren't lesbian -- wouldn't have heard of it, and it was terrific -- and then on Saturday, I met my mom, two older sisters, brothers-in-law, three nephews and niece for a scholar in residence program all day, by Rahel Musleah, featuring the Jews of India. Rahel taught us Jewish Indian tunes, showed us pictures of a world that's mostly gone, read beautiful memoirish passages and brought the world she came from back to life in the middle of a Reform temple in Stamford, Connecticut.
The movie on Friday, then the program at the temple on Saturday added so much richness to my life, and I'd also never have heard Rahel's program if I'd not been Jewish.
Thank you, God, for making me who I am and for showing me the cool parts of my identity along with the challenging parts.
So Lucky to Be Participating First-hand in Jewish and GLBT Culture
This morning, a gay Moroccan guy who is just out of high school found me on Facebook through his bisexual female friend, who had found me a couple of weeks ago -- not sure how. I accepted the friendship request of both.
Within the same hour, I received e-mail from a friend I'd known when I lived in Chicago, Rabbi Benay Lappe, who was inviting me to enroll in a Talmud course at Svara, a traditionally radical yeshiva, i.e., one that is inclusive of openly G, L, B and T students and teachers.
The Moroccan guy's photos included cartoons that were super-anti-Israel and my knee-jerk reaction was to "unfriend" him and then I decided to steel myself and leave it alone. I have four generations of Israeli family and while I am disappointed by Israel at its worst, I love Israel at its best. I decided not to "unfriend" him because both of us have an opportunity to see each other as human, rather than as any sort of enemies.
Before any of these e-encounters occurred this morning, I was already feeling grateful this weekend for my bicultural heritage. Why? Pat & I saw "I Can't Think Straight" on Friday, which features a Palestinian Muslim woman from Jordan and an Indian Muslim woman, who meet in London and fall in love, which I doubt we'd have seen if we weren't lesbian -- wouldn't have heard of it, and it was terrific -- and then on Saturday, I met my mom, two older sisters, brothers-in-law, three nephews and niece for a scholar in residence program all day, by Rahel Musleah, featuring the Jews of India. Rahel taught us Jewish Indian tunes, showed us pictures of a world that's mostly gone, read beautiful memoirish passages and brought the world she came from back to life in the middle of a Reform temple in Stamford, Connecticut.
The movie on Friday, then the program at the temple on Saturday added so much richness to my life, and I'd also never have heard Rahel's program if I'd not been Jewish.
Thank you, God, for making me who I am and for showing me the cool parts of my identity along with the challenging parts.
Labels:
I Can't Think Straight,
Imam Sharif,
Indian Jew,
Lisa Ray,
Rahel Musleah
Friday, February 4, 2011
College Playlist
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
Selected Songs that Moved Me When I Lived in Ann Arbor, Jerusalem and Chicago, '83-'87
1983:
Let's Dance
All Night Long
1984:
Owner of a Lonely Heart
Let's Hear It for the Boy
What's Love Got to Do Have to Do with It
1985:
I Want to Know What Love Is
Crazy for You
Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Shout
Oh Sheila
Take On Me
We Built This City
Broken Wings
1986:
Kyrie
Rock Me Amadeus
Holding Back the Years
Higher Love
Venus
When I Think of You
Breakout
1987:
Head to Toe
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
Who's That Girl
Lost in Emotion
What Have I Done to Deserve This
When Smokey Sings
Don't Disturb This Groove
Selected Songs that Moved Me When I Lived in Ann Arbor, Jerusalem and Chicago, '83-'87
1983:
Let's Dance
All Night Long
1984:
Owner of a Lonely Heart
Let's Hear It for the Boy
What's Love Got to Do Have to Do with It
1985:
I Want to Know What Love Is
Crazy for You
Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Shout
Oh Sheila
Take On Me
We Built This City
Broken Wings
1986:
Kyrie
Rock Me Amadeus
Holding Back the Years
Higher Love
Venus
When I Think of You
Breakout
1987:
Head to Toe
I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
Who's That Girl
Lost in Emotion
What Have I Done to Deserve This
When Smokey Sings
Don't Disturb This Groove
Friday, January 21, 2011
Witnessing 1/5 of #IBM100 History...
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
...Practically First-hand
Our rabbi likes to use the occasion of High Holiday services, which our synagogue hosts at the Javits Center in NYC, to remind us to be awed by being part of something so much larger than ourselves, rather than being alienated by it. She asks us to look around the mammoth space where our services are held and somehow helps us feel akin with the thousands of worshipers that opt in to these services.
This past July, just 10 days after my 45th birthday, my IBM service counted for 20 years; I was with a joint-venture till '96, but IBM's influence was giant there, too. When it became a joint-venture, for example, all of the sudden, there were learning options galore. The prior company, on its own, sent me to one class in three years, to learn to use a text-processing product for writing my EDI user guides.
Rabbi Kleinbaum's talent for warming up a crowd of thousands comes to mind as I consider IBM's Centennial year, which is starting to be celebrated today. There are ~400,000 IBMers worldwide. Oy! So big! How do we not all get lost?
Picture a really, really, really huge virtual Javits Center, with a mashup of the enormously charismatic IBM leaders from around the world, plus a phenomenally large quorum of warm, interesting, global colleagues and I can't help but feel awed, rather than alienated when I consider the company I work for.
It's the same company that said yes to my helping start up a first-of-its-kind business development team, serving the gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender (GLBT) B2B market; the team celebrates its first decade this year...the same company that sent me to India for six months to help design and deliver accelerated leadership development learning to the region's GM and his direct reports, including a spousal allowance for my female partner, Pat, who accompanied me...the same company whose global non-discrimination policy protected and welcomed Pat and me within IBM's four walls throughout our Indian sojourn...the same company that is sponsoring my part-time Master's at Columbia University's Teachers College...the same company that encourages its employees to engage in social learning online, both internally and externally through blogging services like this one from Google, and through Twitter, LinkedIn, Facebook...and it's the same company that has enabled me to make real/true global friends including from Austria, China, United Arab Emirates, Israel, India, Japan, United States, Mexico, Colombia, Brazil, South Africa, Italy, Canada, UK, Thailand....
Too bad for the weather and inertia that keeps my partner and me from heading out to Shabbat (Sabbath) services this eve, but I'll still end now to begin enjoying Shabbat at home with Pat and our two, sweet cats anyhow. No doubt, alas, it will be TV-and-online-community-infused, rather than liturgy/music/f2f-community infused relaxation, but we'll still take it on this windy winter metro-NY night.
I'll repeat my YouTube comment, which I posted upon seeing the film that's accessible from here:
"I'm an IBMer. That means that I get to make my good ideas real, and I get to be myself in all my humanity...."
...Practically First-hand
Our rabbi likes to use the occasion of High Holiday services, which our synagogue hosts at the Javits Center in NYC, to remind us to be awed by being part of something so much larger than ourselves, rather than being alienated by it. She asks us to look around the mammoth space where our services are held and somehow helps us feel akin with the thousands of worshipers that opt in to these services.
This past July, just 10 days after my 45th birthday, my IBM service counted for 20 years; I was with a joint-venture till '96, but IBM's influence was giant there, too. When it became a joint-venture, for example, all of the sudden, there were learning options galore. The prior company, on its own, sent me to one class in three years, to learn to use a text-processing product for writing my EDI user guides.
Rabbi Kleinbaum's talent for warming up a crowd of thousands comes to mind as I consider IBM's Centennial year, which is starting to be celebrated today. There are ~400,000 IBMers worldwide. Oy! So big! How do we not all get lost?
Picture a really, really, really huge virtual Javits Center, with a mashup of the enormously charismatic IBM leaders from around the world, plus a phenomenally large quorum of warm, interesting, global colleagues and I can't help but feel awed, rather than alienated when I consider the company I work for.
It's the same company that said yes to my helping start up a first-of-its-kind business development team, serving the gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender (GLBT) B2B market; the team celebrates its first decade this year...the same company that sent me to India for six months to help design and deliver accelerated leadership development learning to the region's GM and his direct reports, including a spousal allowance for my female partner, Pat, who accompanied me...the same company whose global non-discrimination policy protected and welcomed Pat and me within IBM's four walls throughout our Indian sojourn...the same company that is sponsoring my part-time Master's at Columbia University's Teachers College...the same company that encourages its employees to engage in social learning online, both internally and externally through blogging services like this one from Google, and through Twitter, LinkedIn, Facebook...and it's the same company that has enabled me to make real/true global friends including from Austria, China, United Arab Emirates, Israel, India, Japan, United States, Mexico, Colombia, Brazil, South Africa, Italy, Canada, UK, Thailand....
Too bad for the weather and inertia that keeps my partner and me from heading out to Shabbat (Sabbath) services this eve, but I'll still end now to begin enjoying Shabbat at home with Pat and our two, sweet cats anyhow. No doubt, alas, it will be TV-and-online-community-infused, rather than liturgy/music/f2f-community infused relaxation, but we'll still take it on this windy winter metro-NY night.
I'll repeat my YouTube comment, which I posted upon seeing the film that's accessible from here:
"I'm an IBMer. That means that I get to make my good ideas real, and I get to be myself in all my humanity...."
Labels:
#IBM100,
Centennial,
IBM Centennial,
IBM family,
IBMers
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Favorite Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender Films
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
Reprinting from GLBT IBMers & Friends Community Behind IBM's Firewall
This weekend, a Brazilian, female colleague posted, "Off-work Topic: What are your interests when not working?"
A Peruvian, male colleague and I have answered so far. Here's my response:
Other than spending time w/my partner and other family & friends, I like to swim, watch TV, go to museums and plays, and blog, micro-blog (tweet via Twitter) and keep track of Facebook. Just now also exploring quora.com.
As far as GLBT films go, my favorites include (warning: I'm giving away some of the plots here):
* "Desert Hearts" - a female Columbia Univ. professor goes to Nevada for a quick divorce in the '50s and meets a charming cowgirl - thrilling/charming
* "Southern Comfort" - a documentary, featuring a tragic love story between a transman & a transwoman in the U.S. South - heartbreaking
* "Fire" - Two Indian women discover each other during unhappy marriages - mesmerizing, sad and hopeful
* "Julie Johnson" - An American housewife in the '90s falls for her best friend - super-poignant in its simplcity
* "Show Me Love" - Two Swedish high school girls fall in love - a fairytale, since one is the popular girl and the other the nerd - darling/sweet, hopeful, charming
* "Milk" - Features the life & untimely death of the closest leader that the GLBT community has had yet to Dr. Martin Luther King, worldwide - sad and inspirational
* "Hannah Free" - About an independent American woman and the married woman she falls for in the '40s or '50s, flashed back to from a nursing home setting, where both now live - sweet
* "Prodigal Sons" - a documentary about an American transwoman and her mentally ill brother - clever, disturbing, and all should see it
* "A World Unseen" - Two Muslim Indian women -- one married with two kids -- discover each other in Apartheid South Africa - sad, thrilling and semi-hopeful
* "Maurice" - Edwardian schoolmates at Cambridge fall in love and one marries - romantic and sad
* "Brokeback Mountain" - Two U.S. cowboys -- one married -- fall in love - tragic, including for the wife.
Reprinting from GLBT IBMers & Friends Community Behind IBM's Firewall
This weekend, a Brazilian, female colleague posted, "Off-work Topic: What are your interests when not working?"
A Peruvian, male colleague and I have answered so far. Here's my response:
Other than spending time w/my partner and other family & friends, I like to swim, watch TV, go to museums and plays, and blog, micro-blog (tweet via Twitter) and keep track of Facebook. Just now also exploring quora.com.
As far as GLBT films go, my favorites include (warning: I'm giving away some of the plots here):
* "Desert Hearts" - a female Columbia Univ. professor goes to Nevada for a quick divorce in the '50s and meets a charming cowgirl - thrilling/charming
* "Southern Comfort" - a documentary, featuring a tragic love story between a transman & a transwoman in the U.S. South - heartbreaking
* "Fire" - Two Indian women discover each other during unhappy marriages - mesmerizing, sad and hopeful
* "Julie Johnson" - An American housewife in the '90s falls for her best friend - super-poignant in its simplcity
* "Show Me Love" - Two Swedish high school girls fall in love - a fairytale, since one is the popular girl and the other the nerd - darling/sweet, hopeful, charming
* "Milk" - Features the life & untimely death of the closest leader that the GLBT community has had yet to Dr. Martin Luther King, worldwide - sad and inspirational
* "Hannah Free" - About an independent American woman and the married woman she falls for in the '40s or '50s, flashed back to from a nursing home setting, where both now live - sweet
* "Prodigal Sons" - a documentary about an American transwoman and her mentally ill brother - clever, disturbing, and all should see it
* "A World Unseen" - Two Muslim Indian women -- one married with two kids -- discover each other in Apartheid South Africa - sad, thrilling and semi-hopeful
* "Maurice" - Edwardian schoolmates at Cambridge fall in love and one marries - romantic and sad
* "Brokeback Mountain" - Two U.S. cowboys -- one married -- fall in love - tragic, including for the wife.
Labels:
bisexual film,
gay film,
GLBT culture,
lesbian film,
transgender film
Saturday, January 1, 2011
What the Samoyed Taught Me (Again) Today
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
A Perfect Lesson for 1/1/11
I'm barreling down our quiet street, where a neighbor got the city to post a "Slow...Children..." sign last year, when I see a neighbor, walking her dog. I slow down, at first a bit annoyed that she doesn't try to move over -- though, where's she gonna go, given the banked snow on either side of the road -- when I notice that the dog is harnessed to a back-set of big cart-wheels.
The dog is as white as the still-pure parts of the snow, which blankets the middle of people's lawns -- a beautiful Samoyed whose hind legs are swinging to and fro while the dog trots along on his or her front paws. I stop the car completely and watch from behind how jaunty the dog is. The dog is having a ball. Apparently half-paralyzed, he or she is thrilled to be out for a walk, no matter the conditions.
The dog reminded me to be patient about getting from here to there, and grateful and joyous at what I've got already: love, companionship, sufficient mobility, spirit....
A Perfect Lesson for 1/1/11
I'm barreling down our quiet street, where a neighbor got the city to post a "Slow...Children..." sign last year, when I see a neighbor, walking her dog. I slow down, at first a bit annoyed that she doesn't try to move over -- though, where's she gonna go, given the banked snow on either side of the road -- when I notice that the dog is harnessed to a back-set of big cart-wheels.
The dog is as white as the still-pure parts of the snow, which blankets the middle of people's lawns -- a beautiful Samoyed whose hind legs are swinging to and fro while the dog trots along on his or her front paws. I stop the car completely and watch from behind how jaunty the dog is. The dog is having a ball. Apparently half-paralyzed, he or she is thrilled to be out for a walk, no matter the conditions.
The dog reminded me to be patient about getting from here to there, and grateful and joyous at what I've got already: love, companionship, sufficient mobility, spirit....
Friday, December 31, 2010
Michigan: Day One Memories
The postings on this site are my own and don't necessarily represent IBM's positions, strategies or opinions.
Poem
Never saw the country west of
Pennsylvania prior to Day One of
My Freshman year in Ann Arbor.
Do you also try to be reminded of
More familiar people, places et al
When you are in a strange environment?
State Street reminded me of a patch of
Downtown New Canaan -- just for a moment --
And that calmed me.
Where are you from? So many held up hands
Like Mittens and pointed to a spot with
Their other hand.
Benton Harbor...Birmingham...Bloomfield Hills...
No suburbs I'd ever heard of. What was I doing
There?
Michigan was more foreign to me than Israel,
where I had a grandmother, aunt and many cousins.
Michigan squirrels had dark-orange-ish, not gray, fur.
Poem
Never saw the country west of
Pennsylvania prior to Day One of
My Freshman year in Ann Arbor.
Do you also try to be reminded of
More familiar people, places et al
When you are in a strange environment?
State Street reminded me of a patch of
Downtown New Canaan -- just for a moment --
And that calmed me.
Where are you from? So many held up hands
Like Mittens and pointed to a spot with
Their other hand.
Benton Harbor...Birmingham...Bloomfield Hills...
No suburbs I'd ever heard of. What was I doing
There?
Michigan was more foreign to me than Israel,
where I had a grandmother, aunt and many cousins.
Michigan squirrels had dark-orange-ish, not gray, fur.
Labels:
Ann Arbor,
Freshman year,
University of Michigan
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