If the word Privilege causes you to prickle, especially when combined with the word “white” here are a few things you may want to think about.
This year all three of our boys had spring break during a different week. I only took off work for one of them. I drove 425 miles with my son to see his new baby cousin and to hang out with the bigger cousins.
He had hours of alone time with mom, which he rarely gets.
…several fast food meals, which he rarely gets.
…a trip to the aquarium.
…countless basketball games with his cousin.
…late night TV with his uncle to watch his favorite team play.
His brothers had to fend for themselves over their spring breaks. No special treatment for them.
He realized it was a special.
He was grateful for it.
He did nothing more than his brothers to deserve this trip.
He didn’t rub it in their faces.
This is privilege. If his brothers would have pointed out to him that he had a week of privileges, he probably would have simply agreed with them. He wouldn’t have felt that they were insulting him or that something was wrong with him. He would have owned it.
Here are some ways I see I am privileged:
- I can set my cruise to 9 miles over the speed limit and not worry too much about being pulled over.
- I can take my nieces and nephew into a museum on my sister-in-law’s pass and not be asked for id or bag check.
- I can trace my ancestry back to the shores of other countries.
- I can walk into the movies or any store with a very large purse and not once am asked to open it for inspection, not once am I followed around.
- I own 51% of a small business in a country where white women still make less than white men and women of color make even less. See more here.
- I had an educational opportunity to complete high school in 3 years.
- I have incredible credit rates and was able to take out a mortgage during a time we had virtually no income.
These are just a few examples of ways I have come to realize I am privileged. I didn’t earn them. I’m not a bad person for having them. I see, though, that the playing ground is not level and many others do not have these same privileges.
Michael Harriot breaks it down as not being an insult nor an accusation but rather a measurable gap. You can read his article here.
I own my privileges. I am very grateful for them. And where possible, I will use my privileges to work towards leveling the playing ground for all.