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I am tempted to use my whiteness as a weapon. Why? Because I know it would probably work. Why not? Because it’s contrary to my beliefs, undercuts people who aren’t white, and buys into and reinforces white privilege. I could weaponize my white privilege… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Three”
Why does it take so long to absorb a simple fact? Years ago, in a discussion about racial desegregation, my black Urban Affairs professor, Dr. Rose, looked me in the eye and said, “Blacks and whites don’t share the same space for very long.”… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part Two”
“How would you feel if every time you walked into a meeting, everyone in the room was black?” The question was asked by a black colleague of mine in a meeting where we were tackling the issue of lack of diversity in our group. I… Continue Reading “Cracks in the Brick Wall: Thoughts on White Fragility, Part One”
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