So much work to be done.

Jen Davison,
Seattle, WA.

I am White. When I voted for Obama I said “I don’t see color.” Well, I do now–and I feel ashamed and flabbergasted that I’d not realized my privilege before. Trying my best to dismantle my own White-Supremacy beliefs and behaviors and to be an ally–or at least to hurt people less. Makes me sad to see/hear Whites who don’t (yet?) get it. But it’s nothing compared to what people of color feel and experience every day. I hope these times of hate crimes and White nationalism are a threshold event for a more just society. I will do what I can to help.


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