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Sweet Briar Commencement Speech 2015
Sweet Briar Commencement Speech 2015
What
an
honor
and
privilege
to
be
here
today
on
this
hallowed
ground
speaking
to
this
class
of
remarkable
women.
Many
have
asked
me
how
I
intend
to
deliver
remarks
under
the
circumstances
that
bring
us
to
this
place
at
this
moment.
I
say,
as
each
of
you
do,
too:
no
one
loved
this
place
more;
no
one
more
honors
the
impact
this
great
institution
has
had
on
countless
lives,
communities
and
professions.
Anyone
of
us
could
do
this,
anyone
of
us
would
do
this
for
the
dignity
and
eternal
grace
of
Sweet
Briar
College.
My
remarks
today
will
not
be
based
in
nostalgia
or
in
emotionalism.
Today
we
celebrate
an
institution
which
for
over
one
hundred
years
has
empowered
women
to
lead
lives
of
significance:
medical
professionals,
jurists,
entrepreneurs,
educators,
authors,
elected
officials,
leaders
of
every
sort.
We
celebrate
you,
Class
of
2015,
perhaps
the
last
brigade
of
women
Sweet
Briar
will
send
out
to
help
change
the
world.
And,
I
will
tell
you
this:
the
world
is
hungry
for
you
confident
thinkers,
problem-solvers,
solution
makers.
If
you
were
in
the
halls
of
Congress,
this
world
would
be
a
better,
more
functional
place.
Your
Liberal
Arts
education
and
the
nurturing
academic
environment
you
have
come
of
age
in
makes
you
particularly
able.
And,
with
that
ability
comes
the
responsibility
to
make
your
mark
as
a
lasting
insignia
of
the
Sweet
Briar
College
legacy.
What
is
so
poetic,
so
tragically
beautiful,
is
that
Sweet
Briar,
in
what
some
say
is
her
last
aching
breaths,
is
providing
you
a
leadership
lesson
of
a
lifetime.
The
truth
is:
had
you
been
at
the
table,
had
you
been
called
to
action,
we
would
not
be
here
today
at
the
proposed
end
of
an
era
which
is
in
desperate
need
of
continuance.
The
reason
why
is
because
you
have
the
asset,
the
antidote,
our
Alma
Mater
was
looking
for.
Your
greatest
asset
right
now,
other
than
your
superior
Liberal
Arts
education,
is
your
inexperience.
You
do
not
know
how
things
have
always
been
done.
You
are
unencumbered
by
the
box
of
experience
and
expertise.
You
have
the
agility
of
mind
and
the
ingenuity
that
diminishes
in
us
with
each
passing
year.
Sit
at
any
table
in
life
knowing
that
you
have
an
asset
that
cannot
be
easily
replicated
by
your
more
senior
colleagues
and
associates.
It
will
make
you
bold.
Embrace
it,
and
therein
you
will
find
conviction,
courage
and
faith.
The
rose
you
have
earned
and
will
now
bear
signals
to
the
world
that
you
are
original.
This
Sweet
Briar
single-sex
educational
experience
makes
you
so.
Your
choice
of
Sweet
Briar
College
tells
a
fascinating
story
of
individuality.
You
do
not
follow
the
herd.
You
are
emotionally
and
intellectually
self-reliant.
You
take
serious
things
seriously.
You
value
relationships
and
experiential
learning,
something
you
cannot
get
on-line
or
in
auditoria
of
mass
education.
You
value
logic
and
deductive
reasoning,
sorely
underused
disciplines
today.
People
are
intrigued
by
this
Sweet
Briar
experience,
and
they
know
immediately
that
you
are
ready
and
able.
It
has
been
the
calling
card
of
my
life
to
great
positive
effect,
and
it
will
be
in
yours.
Ah,
Ms.
Pike
After
concluding
my
Sweet
Briar
educational
journey
on
a
day
like
today
nearly
thirty
years
ago,
I
attended
Emory
University
School
of
Law
in
Atlanta.
Now,
for
those
of
you
that
will
be
attending
law
school,
let
me
give
you
the
scoop.
Most
will
tell
you
to
wear
a
baseball
cap
to
prevent
any
eye
contact,
sit
as
far
in
the
back
as
possible
and
do
not
let
the
professor
notice
you.
At
least
that
was
the
protocol
for
survival
at
Emory.
I
missed
that
message,
however,
because
as
a
Sweet
Briar
graduate,
I
came
to
Emory
with
a
love
of
learning,
a
confidence
in
ability
and
a
willingness
to
engage.
So,
I
sat
on
the
front
row,
bright-eyed,
coffee
in
hand
and
ready
to
go.
I
could
not
wait
to
see
my
professors
brilliance
on
display.
Each
day
I
was
bursting
with
observations
from
the
reading
assignment
and
eager
to
hear
the
observations
of
my
classmates
who
day
after
day
remained
mute.
You
could
feel
the
fear
in
the
room.
One
day
I
was
in
my
Civil
Procedure
class
with
a
curmudgeonly
professor.
After
class
I
bounded
to
the
instructors
well
with
the
youthful
enthusiasm
of
a
22
year
old
to
ask
a
burning
question.
The
professor
glared
at
me
with
disdain
and
hissed:
Ah,
Ms.
Pike.
I
have
never
met
a
graduate
of
a
womens
college
that
didnt
think
she
had
the
most
important
thing
to
say.
Awww,
thank
you!
I
replied.
It
was
literally
hours
later
that
I
stopped
mid-step
and
realized:
I
think
he
may
have
been
trying
to
insult
me.
And,
ladies,
that
is
the
effect
of
this
great
institution.
It
takes
you
in
your
most
formative
years;
it
instills
in
you
the
unquestionable
importance
of
your
voice,
and
it
demonstrates
the
power
of
your
well-armed,
uncompromising
mind.
You
are
now
programmed
to
trust
that
ingenuity
of
your
inexperience
and
to
revel
in
it,
and
therein
you
will
see
solutions
no
one
else
sees.
You
are
uniquely
equipped
to
find
the
door
out
of
the
dark
tomb.
We
could
have
used
you
at
the
table
in
these
proclaimed
last
days
of
our
beloved
Alma
Mater.
Our
lot
may
appear
cast.
(Not
by
us,
but
by
others
that
we
allowed
to
hold
the
reigns.)
But,
all
of
us,
all
schools,
all
organizations,
all
enterprises
whatsoever
need
take
heed.
A
great
lesson
is
afoot.
A
lesson
of
perseverance,
courage,
righteousness
and
effective
decision-making.
A
Leadership
Lesson
of
a
Lifetime
I
have
a
confession
to
make.
I
cannot
sing.
I
cannot
draw
or
paint.
I
literally
have
some
sort
of
impairment
that
prevents
me
from
learning
a
foreign
language
as
my
beloved
Sweet
Briar
French
professors,
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Van
Treese,
will
gladly
attest.
But,
I
can
lead.
I
was
double-
dipped
in
it.
For
good
or
bad,
that
is
my
gift.
It
has
necessarily
meant
that
I
spend
many
of
my
days
on
the
civic
battlefield.
When
those
who
are
not
able
need
a
voice,
they
reach
out.
Those
up
to
no
good
somehow
always
cross
my
path.
Many
years
ago,
I
was
involved
in
some
serious
litigation
of
great
proportions.
No
one
in
the
case
was
younger
than
my
father.
It
seemed
everyone
had
gone
to
an
Ivy
League
college
or
law
school,
and
I
was
a
thirty-something
year
old
Sweet
Briar
educated
lawyer
from
Columbus,
Georgia
who
dared
to
shed
a
light
on
things
many
felt
best
left
in
the
dark.
By
all
accounts
this
case
was
not
going
to
go
well
for
me.
I
knew
that.
Moments
before
a
critical
hearing
began,
I
went
to
the
only
place
I
could
be
alone
the
womens
restroom
-
and
I
stared
into
the
mirror.
There
a
test
of
leadership
was
born,
one
I
use
to
this
day
and
I
commend
to
you.
I
asked:
1) Am
I
being
reasonable?
2) Have
I
worked
as
hard
as
anyone
possibly
could
on
this
matter
and
educated
myself
to
all
pertinent
information?
3) Have
I
listened
to,
thoughtfully
considered
and
respected
contrary
views?
4) Are
my
motives
pure?
Do
I
just
want
the
best
right
thing
to
be
done,
whatever
that
may
be?
What
is
incredible
about
this
litany
is
that
it
tests
the
foundation
of
justifiable
righteousness,
and
on
this
basis,
I
knew
I
could
say
something
bold
and
necessarily
controversial.
I
had
been
fortified
with
courage
by
the
answers
to
my
test.
I
declared
that
I
would
go
into
the
courtroom
and
say
what
others
wanted
to
dance
around
and
avoid.
And,
I
did.
People
sat
slack-jawed
as
I
explained
what
was
going
on.
The
judges
attention
was
transfixed.
My
worthy
adversaries
had
no
reply
but
to
fumble
about.
One
finally
uttered,
but,
Judge,
this
isn't
the
way
we
do
things.
I,
though,
had
convinced
the
judge
that
maybe
it
was
time
we
did
do
things
this
way,
and
justice
was
done
that
day.
Transparency
and
candor
are
fresh,
unexpected
and
attention
getting.
People
love
the
truth.
They
seek
it
daily
on
the
internet,
television
and
social
media.
People
want
the
world
to
make
sense,
to
see
how
the
dots
connect,
and
you
can
help
with
that.
Dazzle
people
by
giving
them
the
well-vetted,
yet
unvarnished,
truth
upfront.
People
will
believe
in
its
authenticity,
and
they
will
soundly
believe
in
you
for
delivering
it.
After
all,
when
you
are
a
leader
you
are
merely
a
vessel
of
information,
a
conduit
of
action.
People
confuse
that
all
the
time.
They
wrongly
believe
a
leader
is
the
be-all
and
end-all.
Leadership
is
not
about
power;
it
is
about
service,
and
that
service
derives
from
those
you
are
leading
-
those
who
have
placed
their
faith
in
you
-
not
from
some
divine
superiority
of
thought
or
exclusivity
of
process.
Leaders
understand
that
solutions
come
from
the
most
unlikely
place.
The
solution
may
come
from
your
perceived
enemy;
it
may
come
from
those
perceived
to
be
uninformed;
it
nearly
always
comes
out
of
no
where.
And,
that
is
why
inclusiveness
is
so
important.
The
larger
you
make
the
conversation,
the
more
impressive
the
results.
Now,
there
are
people
out
there
thinking:
No
way.
I
am
not
about
to
tee-up
some
broad
conversation
with
a
bunch
of
people
I
do
not
know
to
discuss
possible
solutions
when
I
know
the
short
list
of
what
is
viable.
I
understand
that
sentiment,
but
you
are
going
to
fail
as
a
leader
if
you
follow
it.
If
your
ideas
are
so
good,
if
your
short
list
so
miraculous,
then
test
it
against
the
critical
eye
of
stakeholders.
If
you
cannot
do
that,
I
suggest
that
you
know
your
motives
are
not
pure.
You
are
not
looking
for
the
best
solution:
you
are
looking
for
the
solution
most
comfortable
for
you.
And,
that,
friends,
is
not
leadership.
If
you
have
hidden
your
hand,
put
your
finger
on
the
scale,
or
denied
the
voice
of
others,
the
result
is
as
ill-legitimate
as
the
day
is
long,
and
you
will
certainly
lose
respect
and
credibility
among
those
you
chose
to
exclude
or
ignore.
Invest
respect
in
others,
and
in
good
process,
and
it
will
return
to
you
many
fold.
Leadership
takes
courage,
not
recklessness.
Innate
fear
is
what
makes
a
person
in
a
leadership
position
slip
into
secrecy
and
insular
decision-making.
If
such
a
person
can
just
get
the
three
like-minded
thinkers
in
the
room,
they
believe
they
can
make
all
the
decisions
without
the
mess
of
broad
input,
or,
God
forbid,
controversy!
Yet,
it
is
amazing
what
you
can
accomplish
when
you
surrender
to
the
temporary
chaos
and
the
controversy
of
solution-making.
There,
in
all
that
choppy
water,
you
find
the
current
to
the
calm
on
the
other
side.
If
you
hold
firm
to
the
justifiable
righteousness
of
your
effort,
you
will
either
prevail
on
the
course
you
have
planned,
or
you
will
drift
to
a
better
point.
The
Impostors
of
Triumph
and
Disaster
Look,
Sweet
Briar
College
is
not
the
only
school
to
have
been
brought
to
the
brink
of
closure.
Some
have
tumbled
over,
as
it
appears
have
we.
Others
pulled
back
and
found
a
new
way.
Famously,
the
Harrow
School
for
Boys
in
Britain
was
once
threatened
with
annihilation.
Faced
with
the
ravages
of
World
War
II,
the
unrelenting
bombing
of
London,
and
threats
too
horrific
to
imagine,
the
Harrow
School
feared
it
could
be
shuttered.
The
alumni
that
could
be
gathered
came
to
pay
a
final
homage
to
their
beloved
Alma
Mater.
However,
ten-months
later,
with
the
threats
and
challenges
still
abounding,
a
ray
of
light
appeared.
The
Head
Master
called
back
its
most
celebrated
alum,
the
nations
Prime
Minister,
Winston
Churchill,
to
encourage
the
boys
and
the
staff
forward.
There,
Churchill
gave
these
words
of
encouragement
to
the
Harrow
School:
Another
lesson
I
think
we
may
take,
just
throwing
our
minds
back
to
our
meeting
here
ten
months
ago
and
now,
is
that
appearances
are
often
very
deceptive,
and
as
Kipling
well
says,
we
must
"meet
with
Triumph
and
Disaster.
And
treat
those
two
impostors
just
the
same."
You
cannot
tell
from
appearances
how
things
will
go.
But
for
everyone,
surely,
what
we
have
gone
through
in
this
period
-
I
am
addressing
myself
to
the
School
-
surely
from
this
period
of
ten
months
this
is
the
lesson:
never
give
in,
never
give
in,
never,
never,
never
-
in
nothing,
great
or
small,
large
or
petty
-
never
give
in
except
to
convictions
of
honour
and
good
sense.
Never
yield
to
force;
never
yield
to
the
apparently
overwhelming
might
of
the
enemy.
We
stood
all
alone
a
year
ago,
and
to
many
countries
it
seemed
that
our
account
was
closed,
we
were
finished.
All
this
tradition
of
ours,
our
songs,
our
School
history,
this
part
of
the
history
of
this
country,
were
gone
and
finished
and
liquidated.
Very
different
is
the
mood
today.
Britain,
other
nations
thought,
had
drawn
a
sponge
across
her
slate.
But
instead
our
country
stood
in
the
gap.
There
was
no
flinching
and
no
thought
of
giving
in;
and
by
what
seemed
almost
a
miracle
to
those
outside
these
Islands,
though
we
ourselves
never
doubted
it,
we
now
find
ourselves
in
a
position
where
I
say
that
we
have
only
to
persevere
to
conquer.
The
situations
of
Sweet
Briar
College
and
Harrow
School
for
Boys
are
different,
no
doubt:
One
involved
a
troublesome
debt
level
(though
increasing
assets),
a
greater
than
desirable
draw
on
an
increasing
endowment,
and
a
several
year
decline
in
student
enrollment
though
a
dramatic
increase
in
student
applications;
the
other
involved
global
war,
human
decimation,
economic
collapse
and
a
struggle
beyond
tolerance.
One
wants
to
throw
in
the
towel,
the
other
persevered.
Ladies,
please
know
that
giving
up
is
always
on
the
table.
Successful
leaders,
however,
are
defined
by
those
that
do
not
choose
it.
They
choose
to
persevere.
If
you
can
keep
a
fixed
vision
of
what
is
possible,
you
will
never
drown
in
the
morass
of
doubt
and
defeat.
Simply
to
persevere
is
to
conquer
doubt
and
defeat.
If
you
join
us
at
the
table,
we
will
persevere.
Our
Candle
Burns
At
Both
Ends
A
little
over
114
years
ago
a
remarkable
woman
stood
right
here
and,
in
the
discord
and
uncertainties
of
that
male-dominated
era,
she
saw
the
possibilities
for
a
world
filled
with
strong,
educated
women.
We
are
born
of
that
vision.
We
are
products
of
that
legacy.
And,
yet,
the
false
narratives
that
womens
colleges
are
no
longer
viable,
rural
colleges
are
no
longer
viable,
or
that
Liberal
Arts
colleges
are
no
longer
viable
were
bought
into
by
too
many,
and
contributed
to
what
threatens
to
be
our
Alma
Maters
downfall.
The
false
narratives
permeated
and
provided
comfortable
excuses
for
the
inability
or
unwillingness
to
find
a
path
forward.
Look
at
how
these
false
narratives
were
ratified
by
many
in
the
early
days
of
the
announcement
of
our
impending
demise.
Of
course!,
some
acclaimed,
womens
colleges
are
a
luxury
of
the
past
and
have
dubious
relevancy.
Now,
we
need
to
admit
something
to
ourselves.
Upon
hearing
the
startling
news
of
the
proposed
closure
of
Sweet
Briar
College,
too
many
of
us
hung
our
heads
for
a
moment
and
accepted
its
defeat.
For
a
split
second,
we,
too,
lost
faith
in
the
vision
bequeathed
to
us.
We
temporarily
accepted
the
doubts
of
others
that
Sweet
Briar
wasn't
as
strong
as
we
thought,
it
wasn't
as
valuable
as
we
thought,
Sweet
Briar
couldnt
cut
it
in
todays
world
and
at
todays
standards.
For
a
tick
of
the
clock,
we
hung
our
heads,
and
Indiana
Fletcher
Williams
wept.
Until
we
caught
our
breath,
that
is,
and
realized
these
are
dangerous
false
narratives
for
the
sake
of
excuse
and
obfuscation.
We
are
the
proof
that
these
narratives
are
untrue.
Nevertheless,
this
terrible
time,
this
unnecessary
waste
has
come
to
pass.
The
Old
Testament
tells
us
that
Queen
Esther
had
come
to
a
particular
position
in
the
kingdom
for
such
a
time
as
this,
and
Mordecai
reminds
her
that
she
need
not
think
that
her
position
protects
her,
for
as
goes
the
fate
of
those
like
her,
so
will
she
go.
So,
let
me
be
clear,
I
have
heard
more
alarming
dog
whistles
about
women
who
go
to
women's
colleges
in
these
past
two
months
than
I
have
ever
heard
in
the
male-dominated
area
of
the
law
I
practiced,
or
in
Deep
South
politics.
We
should
be
troubled
by
that.
When
we
allow
the
evidence
of
the
extraordinary
results
produced
here
at
Sweet
Briar
to
be
diminished
and
demeaned
by
these
trite
references,
so
goes
all
our
fates.
To
all
women,
and
men
who
respect
women,
to
everyone
who
takes
the
education
of
women
seriously,
whether
you
cried
at
the
news
of
the
shooting
of
Malala
Yousafzai
or
rejoice
when
you
see
Mika
Brzezinski
excoriate
some
pompous
fool
on
Morning
Joe,
then
you
need
to
know
this
business
about
Sweet
Briar's
days
being
done
because
it
is
not
relevant
anymore
is
a
statement
of
ignorance
and
offense.
Our
fates
are
tied
to
one
another,
to
these
young
women
graduating
today,
and
to
the
legacy
of
Sweet
Briar
College.
And,
we
should
make
it
our
charge
to
live
our
lives
in
a
way
that
reflects
the
worthiness
of
the
colleges
mission.
In
doing
so,
the
extraordinary
value
of
this
education
and
the
burning
candles
of
our
lives
will
continue
to
cast
unabated
a
lovely,
but
powerful
light.
Farewell,
For
Today
Ladies:
We
were
each
built
for
our
own
lives,
but
what
we
share
is
this
incredible
place
and
learning
experience,
and
I
tell
you
that
you
are
well-equipped
to
do
anything
you
desire
to
do,
to
accomplish
any
result,
to
compete
with
the
best
the
country
has
to
offer.
Because
of
the
training
you
have
received
at
Sweet
Briar
College,
because
of
your
understanding
of
respect
and
relationship,
because
you
are
programmed
for
endurance,
not
quick
fixes,
you,
too,
are
uniquely
equipped
to
tackle
the
tough
issues
and
find
solutions
no
one
else
sees
or
has
the
courage
to
fathom.
If
only
you
will
join
us
at
the
table.
This
bittersweet
day
some
come
to
pre-maturely
mourn
our
dear
Alma
Mater,
who
has
served
us
well
and
fulfilled
her
mission
until
thwarted
from
doing
so.
We
swim
in
the
pride
of
her
legacy
and
are
blessed
to
have
been
touched
by
it.
We
are
so
proud
of
this
graduating
class
of
Sweet
Briar
College.
We
charge
you
today
to
take
all
you
have
learned
and
experienced
and
make
the
world
regret
we
ever
put
Sweet
Briar
College
in
jeopardy.
Make
strangers
stop
and
say:
if
only
we
had
more
like
her.
Let
us
today
vow
to
support
womens
education
at
every
turn
so
that
none
fall
victim
to
easy,
false
narratives
of
predestined
failure.
And,
as
to
those
who
have
led
us
to
this
regrettable
point,
let
us
endeavor
to
forgive
them
forgive
their
lack
of
transparency,
their
lack
of
inclusiveness,
their
lack
of
perseverance,
and
their
failure
of
faith
-
because,
truly,
they
know
not
what
they
have
done.
As
I
close,
there
is
a
special
leader
that
I
want
to
thank
today,
Virginia
Attorney
General
Mark
Herring.
I
spoke
with
Attorney
General
Herring
yesterday,
and
he
asked
me
to
share
two
important
messages
with
you.
First,
he
wanted
me
to
convey
his
hardy
congratulations
to
the
class
of
2015
for
your
accomplishments.
Second,
he
wanted
me
to
tell
you
that
he
will
continue
to
work
with
those
who
love
Sweet
Briar
and
care
about
its
legacy
and
its
future
in
hopes
that
we
can
reach
the
best
possible
outcome.
Godspeed
and
best
wishes
to
you,
Class
of
2015:
Sweet
Briar
College's
latest
graduates
Teresa
Pike
Tomlinson,
Sweet
Briar
College,
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