Examining privilege is not a means by which to seek out a figure for blame; examining privilege is a means by which we can examine the disparities between people, learn from these disparities, and implement change accordingly.
In my four years at Mizzou, I have been called the N-word every semester. I’ve been told to go back where I came from.
“White man in a suit and fancy shoes drops a $20 on the subway platform. I made a decision, but what would you do? Give back to him? Or to the homeless vet by the stairs?”
Last night three millionaires crafted a bit of racial theater for the masses. It went over exactly as planned.
Equality can feel oppressive to the formerly privileged.
I am lucky. I am privileged.
This line of thinking is completely backwards.
To pity Africans, and to essentialize and constrict our stories, is to believe that we are inferior.
One sentence, three words, changed the course of my life. I left my job in search of something else, something authentic. I made a promise to “find something authentic.”
I couldn’t seem to grasp the concept of how privileged I was.