This is a profound truth. I grew up in a family of jazz musicians. And they never cared about color. And they all remembered the days when half the band couldn't come into many venues through the front door. Or stay in the same hotel. They never cared about sex or gender or nationality or creed either. They only cared: did you have the chops? Could you play? If you could you were in the club. If not... they were still polite. But you weren't in the club. And yes, the idiots who made this list had an agenda. But no soul, no heart, and no knowledge either.