When I pass by you on my evening jog, you don’t bat an eye.
When I walk by you on the street, you don’t hold your purse a little tighter.
When I take the vacant seat by yours on the bus, a second glance isn’t given.
When I find myself on the side of the road with car troubles, I’m offered help.
When I reach for my ID after being pulled over, the only assumption made is that I am doing what was asked of me.
I am white, and because of that, within our society, I am privileged. I understand that I am part of a system that places more value on my life than on the lives of others…
because I am white.
In order to progress, we must first recognize our role in the status quo and that the status quo isn’t cutting it. We are so so far from cutting it.