Last night, I totaled my car in a highway accident. Walked away. Praise God.
The policeman didn’t give me a ticket, didn’t ask for my license, didn’t ask for insurance or registration, didn’t even ask my name or how it happened. He just made sure I was alright, called me a tow truck, and waited with me until it came.
For all the officer knew, I could have stolen that car, or I could have been high and lost control on the road, or I could have been driving without a license at all. Or I could have been an illegal immigrant.
But he didn’t think I was 'that kind of person'
and so he didn't question me at all.
This is white privilege.
See Also:
Arizona's Ban on 'Ethnic Studies'
What is a post-9/11 American?
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