My first recollection of Rev. Jackson is some version of this speech

Not so revolutionary now but a big deal to a child who really didn’t see himself reflected in the larger culture.

It taught me that my worth didn’t depend on where I was born or who I was born to but rather on the mere fact that I was alive. That I didn’t “earn” basic respect. That it was due me.

By the same token I had to give it to everyone, no matter their circumstances.