Iknow what you’re thinking.
Has she been living under a rock? How can she not know what white privilege is?
I tend to live obliviously. When a war breaks out or major civil unrest happens, I’m the last to hear about it.
It’s not something I’m proud of, I’m just being honest.
I was born into a racist family — not the KKK or anything, but ugly comments were made now and then — comments I heard as a kid. Fortunately, the racism didn’t rub off on me. It always bothered me that my blood could harbor such ignorance and hatred.