Christina Kajo
Aug 23, 2017 · 1 min read

I guess I now understand the nature of our white privilege — we don’t die on the wrong battlefields: somewhere on the internet, writing to people who will not reward us with as much as their gratitude, much less concede us any glory of lands freshly taken in their hearts and minds.

You, I’m afraid, just did. And judging by the tone of this piece, you will keep doing just that. It’s the wrong battlefield — but does it take a white privilege I certainly possess to see it?

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    I’m a nonsense with human face. I mainly think. I sometimes comment.