That's what you said, right? That the discussion of structural racism made you uncomfortable? That you felt the classroom was hostile? That you didn't like that "we have to talk about this all the time"? I have a simple question for you: how do you think people of color feel?
I went with dread, and with a friend whose hand I gripped so hard that she finally withdrew it. I went with the intention to close my eyes during the most violent scenes. And I carried out that intention. But I went. And I am, in my deepest self, glad that I went.
I have no idea how I'm going to have those conversations, but it is essential to teach our children that racial biases exist. I want my children to see these messages for what they are -- ignorant assumptions made by a class that is spoon fed privilege from the day they're born.
Orange Is the New Black has raised awareness about the prison reform movement precisely because the lead character is a middle-class white anomaly in a federal prison population that has swelled by nearly 800 percent since 1980.
Screw the definitions; let's experience the ideas and world views through the relationships we build with people. Let's commit to living in principle, and remain mindful of the core values that help us navigate our lives in the gray.
In a film class this past semester, 60 undergraduate students, most of whom had never heard of white privilege, were confronted with its realities -- realities that are evident in the tropes, themes, characters and concerns of blockbuster movies.
Despite the unfairness of our college admissions process, we still live in an America where even if privilege can't protect your slot at a top school from a slob like me, it can still give you a very large public forum in which to complain about it.
When I hit puberty, my homosexuality was something I could not let slip. I did not want to disappoint my traditional Filipino parents, and in that vein, I grew angry toward them and thought that they would never understand my feelings and what I was going through.