For the next four weeks, I will be re-sharing some of my most read blog posts. This one developed out of the literature and research I was exposed to in my degree program, as well as observations I made (mostly within church culture). It is the first of five posts on the topic.
I am white privilege.
I may not wish to acknowledge it, but the fact remains.
I have opportunities available to me simply because I am a member of the dominant race in my particular culture.
I can always find opportunities to be in groups of people of my race.
I can be fairly certain that when I need to move, I will find affordable housing in a neighborhood where I feel comfortable.
I can expect that the curriculum my children will be exposed to (and that I grew up with) will largely tell stories of people of our race.
I can be hired by an affirmative action employer without people accusing me of getting the job because I am white.
I have been able to avoid certain uncomfortable situations simply because I am a member of the dominant race in my particular culture.
I can go shopping without having people…
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