I exercised my white privilege yesterday.
Monday night we shot off fireworks. When the kids were losing focus, we picked up the big stuff, collected the chairs and said our goodbys. This morning is was obvious that there was a lot of not-big stuff. Strangely enough it was all in the middle of the street where everything was lit. I got a broom, rake and dust pan and started to work. I am sure that if you have seen the racist poster that was published and later removed by the Smithsonian you would know about the evils of White privilege. In addition to things like cleaning up after yourself would be such horrible traits as being on time, working hard, telling the truth and being responsible.
As I worked and thought about my privilege I also had a lot of pictures going through my mind of people from many ethnic and cultural backgrounds doing what I was doing: Cleaning up the public square. In my case I made the mess. In much of what I have seen they were either cleaning up the mess of others or just the mess that accumulates on a busy street. I am sure that the urge to be clean and tidy would be labeled as part of my European mind warp but I have the feeling it is part of many cultures.
So maybe I was just exercising my human privilege. At least that is the way I look at it.
What a mixed up world we live in. And the elites just keep stirring.
homo unius libri
Wednesday, January 4, 2023
Opus 2023-006: Exercising Privilege
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