Diarist LSophia wrote on witnessing the operation of white privlege with a well-written and powerful story. Her diary has inspired me to try and write some observations about my own life's learning about class and race privlege.
I grew up in an upper middle class family of white academics and was blissfully unaware of the privleged status that gave me. My parents did there best to raise me to be a free-thinker and to not just blindly accept authority (unless it was their rules.) Many years later Momma said "I think we may have done that too well."
I am now 61 and living the life of a poverty stricken senior citizen, but not without realizing that I still benefit from a variety of privleges based on how most of the public see me, and not on the basis of the content of my character.
Below the break I embark on an account of my journey to this awareness.