White privilege does not mean people don’t suffer. It means they don’t suffer BECAUSE of the color of their skin... I grew up a dirt poor southern girl who was abused & orphaned as a child. Multiple relatives in & out of prison. I know a thing or two about this hypothetical kid
I was the first person in my family to graduate from college and I did it all on my own by graduating high school early and working two jobs so I could put myself through school. The world was stacked against me. But not because of my skin.
I never worried that “good old boys” would chase me down and beat me for being the “wrong color” I did have to worry about them chasing me down for other things... but we aren’t talking male privilege right now. The fact you can’t see it is exactly because you don’t have to
You’ve struggled I am sure and been through bad things. Admitting some people have a disadvantage because the game is MORE set up against them than you doesn’t take away from you.
When my Sunday school teacher mama was sick & dying of cancer there came a time she had to be in a wheelchair. I pushed her in that chair as a child. I learned the world isn’t designed with wheelchairs in mind first and foremost. We could get MOST places, but it took a lil longer
You know, the long route around a building to the wheelchair ramp or suddenly having to turn her chair backward and leverage it with my body when there was no little ramp off the sidewalk. Some places we could not get at all.
But mostly we could go everywhere you could go on two legs, but it was more difficult and time consuming in ways I didn’t see before I had to. Now did that mean I was a bad person for being able to walk on my two legs? No. But of course it was an advantage. Less time less energy