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She wrote:
"When I become famous, I will tell everyone
that I know a hero named Marlon Peterson."
Heroes rarely look like me.
In fact,
I'm what garbage looks like.
No, not the most appealing way to open a talk
or start a conversation,
and perhaps you have some questions going through your head about that.
Why would this man say such a thing about himself?
What does he mean?
How can someone view him as a hero when he sees himself as garbage?
I believe we learn more from questions than we do from answers.
Because when we're questioning something,
we're invested in taking in some sort of new information,
or grappling with some sort of ignorance that makes us feel uncomfortable.
And that's why I'm here:
to push us to question,
even when it makes us uncomfortable.
My parents are from Trinidad and Tobago,
the southernmost island in the Caribbean.
Trinidad is also home to the only acoustic instrument
invented in the 20th century:
the steel pan.
Deriving from the African drums
and evolving from the genius of one of the ghettos in Trinidad,
a city called Laventille,
and the disregard of the American military ...
Well, I should tell you,
America, during WWII, had military bases set up in Trinidad,
and when the war ended,
they left the island littered with empty oil drums --
their trash.
So people from Laventille repurposed the old drums left behind
into the full chromatic scale:
the steel pan.
Playing music now from Beethoven to Bob Marley to 50 Cent,
those people literally made music out of garbage.
Twelve days before my 20th birthday,
I was arrested for my role in a violent robbery attempt
in lower Manhattan.
While people were sitting in a coffee shop,
four people were shot.
Two were killed.
Five of us were arrested.
We were all the products of Trinidad and Tobago.
We were the "bad immigrants,"
or the "anchor babies" that Trump and millions of Americans easily malign.
I was discarded, like waste material --
and justifiably so to many.
I eventually served 10 years, two months and seven days of a prison sentence.
I was sentenced to a decade of punishment in a correctional institution.
I was sentenced to irrelevance --
the opposite of humanity.
Interestingly,
it was during those years in prison that a series of letters redeemed me,
helped me move beyond the darkness and the guilt
associated with the worst moment of my young life.
It gave me a sense that I was useful.
She was 13 years old.
She had wrote that she saw me as a hero.
I remember reading that,
and I remember crying when I read those words.
She was one of over 50 students
and 150 letters that I wrote during a mentoring correspondence program
that I co-designed with a friend
who was a teacher at a middle school in Brooklyn,
my hometown.
We called it the Young Scholars Program.
Every time those young people shared their stories with me,
their struggles,
every time they drew a picture of their favorite cartoon character
and sent it to me,
every time they said they depended on my letters or my words of advice,
it boosted my sense of worthiness.
It gave me a sense of what I could contribute to this planet.
It transformed my life.
Because of those letters and what they shared with me,
their stories of teen life,
they gave me the permission,
they gave me the courage to admit to myself
that there were reasons -- not excuses --
but that there were reasons for that fateful day in October of 1999;
that the trauma associated with living in a community
where guns are easier to get than sneakers;
that the trauma associated with being raped at gunpoint at the age of 14;
that those are reasons for me
why making that decision,
that fatal decision,
was not an unlikely proposition.
Because those letters mattered so much to me,
because writing and receiving
and having that communication with those folks
so hugely impacted my life,
I decided to share the opportunity with some friends of mine
who were also inside with me.
My friends Bill and Cory and Arocks,
all in prison for violent crimes also,
shared their words of wisdom with the young people as well,
and received the sense of relevancy in return.
We are now published writers and youth program innovators
and trauma experts
and gun violence prevention advocates,
and TED talkers and --
(Laughter)
and good daddies.
That's what I call a positive return of investment.
Above all else,
what building that program taught me was that when we sow,
when we invest in the humanity of people no matter where they're at,
we can reap amazing rewards.
In this latest era of criminal justice reform,
I often question and wonder why --
why is it that so many believe
that only those who have been convicted of nonviolent drug offenses
merit empathy and recognized humanity?
Criminal justice reform is human justice.
Am I not human?
When we invest in resources that amplify the relevancy of people
in communities like Laventille
or parts of Brooklyn or a ghetto near you,
we can literally create the communities that we want.
We can do better.
We can do better than investing solely in law enforcement as a resource,
because they don't give us a sense of relevancy
that is at the core of why so many of us do so many harmful things
in the pursuit of mattering.
See, gun violence is just a visible display of a lot of underlying traumas.
When we invest in the redemptive value of relevancy,
we can render a return of both personal responsibility and healing.
That's the people work I care about,
because people work.
Family, I'm asking you to do the hard work,
the difficult work,
the churning work of bestowing undeserved kindness
upon those who we can relegate as garbage,
who we can disregard and discard easily.
I'm asking myself.
Over the past two months,
I've lost two friends to gun violence,
both innocent bystanders.
One was caught in a drive-by while walking home.
The other was sitting in a café while eating breakfast,
while on vacation in Miami.
I'm asking myself to see the redemptive value of relevancy
in the people that murdered them,
because of the hard work of seeing the value in me.
I'm pushing us to challenge our own capacity
to fully experience our humanity,
by understanding the full biography
of people who we can easily choose not to see,
because heroes are waiting to be recognized,
and music is waiting to be made.
Thank you.
(Applause)
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【TED】マーロン・ピーターソン: 僕は人間じゃない?犯罪者にも存在価値を認めて (Am I not human? A call for criminal justice reform | Marlon Peterson)

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