For the last few days I've been thinking about my white female privilege.
That's because I have worked for civil rights for minority races. I've marched several times for women's rights (which spill over into all areas of life.)
But I recently decided I've still got a bit of prejudice.
I like people who are of my own class. And then I turn around and complain that poor people are treated in different ways, not included as citizens with the same thoughts, opinions, abilities as those who have economic privilege.
So I'm part of the problem. My friends mostly have gone to college. I tend to enjoy conversations with intellectual underpinnings. I only seem to associate with those who have some leisure time because their needs are met somehow. I am relatively a snob.
Yes, that's the whole thing about a prejudice. My kind is better than their kind.
My kind is more tolerant than your kind - my favorite intolerance!
Just think of the political divide, which has never been wider/deeper than it is now. (Actually I think it has been just as bad in the past, but our communication outlets are faster and more prevalent than ever before.)
I need to work on myself, not the challenge that is out there, of identifying where class (economic and educational) differences are rampant in my own life. When I can see all people as equal, then I can stop being hypocritical in addressing the very barriers that I unconsciously support.
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:
ReplyDeleteOf all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well-housed, well-warmed, and well-fed. -Herman Melville, novelist and poet (1 Aug 1819-1891)