on today’s episode of me having feelings, a series of tweets about “anti-rape nail polish.”
daily effects of white privilege
- I can if I wish arrange to be in the company of people of my race most of the time.
- I can turn on the television or open to the front page of the paper and see people of my race widely represented.
- When I am told about our national heritage or about “civilization,” I am shown that people of my color made it what it is.
- I can be sure that my children will be given curricular materials that testify to the existence of their race.
- I can arrange to protect my children most of the time from people who might not like them.
- I can swear, or dress in second hand clothes, or not answer letters, without having people attribute these choices to the bad morals, the poverty or the illiteracy of my race.
- I am never asked to speak for all the people of my racial group.
- I can remain oblivious of the language and customs of persons of color who constitute the world’s majority without feeling in my culture any penalty for such oblivion.
- I can be pretty sure that if I ask to talk to the “person in charge”, I will be facing a person of my race.
- I can worry about racism without being seen as self-interested or self-seeking.
- If I have low credibility as a leader I can be sure that my race is not the problem.
Some excerpts from Peggy McIntosh’s “White Privilege: Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack.” Some of these hit very close to home to me. White privilege doesn’t mean bad things can’t happen to you or that everything goes perfectly in your life. White privilege means you are afforded certain privileges which are so normal to you that you probably aren’t even thinking of the fact that someone doesn’t have these same privileges.