I am as much a mixed up mutt as everyone else. When I am referred to as white, my liberal guilt kicks in, and visualize a monolithic evil race. Euro-American includes my diverse ethnic background–my slave owning ancestors as well as the multitude of working poor ancestors for whom existence was a daily struggle until the post war era.
I’m not white; I’m Euro-American
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