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In reply to the discussion: There are 5 million poor white kids in this country. Let's explain white privilege to their parents. [View all]Drunken Irishman
(34,857 posts)They're just better at disguising it than the Republicans. That's not to say everyone on the left believes this (as this thread indicates), but there is a startling amount who do and it's appalling. I'm sure these same people like to reason Affirmative Action is not needed too. :/
Let me tell you, Comrade, I grew up poor. I grew up in a shitty neighborhood with two parents who barely made cents on the dollar at times. My dad spent a good chunk of my life working graves at 7-Eleven in one of the worst neighborhoods in my city. He was beat up, robbed and nearly left for dead after a beer run gone bad. My parents couldn't even own a home - we rented a unit in a four-plex. The cars we owned were always hand-me-downs from friends and rarely ever ran well. The first I remember was a Monte Carlo, whose driver side door couldn't even open. That died. Then it was my grandpa's Dodge Rampage (yes, Rampage - not Ram) that was a decade and a half or so old that he gave to my father so he could get to work. That was our family car. Have you seen what Rampages look like? Think El Caminos but less popular. There was hardly any room to fit a family of four - as the backseat was maybe knee-long. Certainly the older we got, the harder it became to sit back there. Then my parents got a 1980s era Impala (in the 90s) from their friend. It ran all of a year before it sat in our carport collecting dust.
To feed me during the summer, my mom would send me to school for their free summer lunch program. We never went on vacation - ever. The only time I left state was with my aunt to visit my cousins in Montana, who were attending college up there (we would drive). My parents couldn't afford insurance for either of the kids and therefore limited what we could do - my mom was deathly afraid of me climbing trees for fear of falling and breaking a bone, therefore killing them financially. We were on food stamps (before the EBT card, so, you actually used the stamps - which, to a child, was pretty embarrassing).
Even still, as a white person, I realized, compared to my Hispanic and black friends, I had it better. You wanna know why? Because I saw it first hand. When we'd go to the store, the clerk would always eye them - not me. When the police would come to our street, they'd be extra curious as to what they were doing, often ignoring me entirely. When there was a burglary up the street from us, and witnesses said they saw kids (no ethnicity mentioned), the cops went to their homes and curiously ignored mine - even though I was their friend and certainly could have been involved (it actually turned out to be two white kids from a couple streets over).
But beyond that, I know I'm less likely to get arrested than they are and stood a far better chance of getting out of the poorhouse. That's the privilege you ignore. There are poor white people - but they're less likely to be arrested and more likely to achieve upward mobility than their black comrades.