Y'know, sometimes it only takes one random person on the internet to completely change how you think.
All this time I'd been conflicted over my opinions on race, class, and gender. I'd been conflicted on how to resolve the disparity between what I know, and what I feel. I was, and am extremely torn between explaining how female privilege operates, and acknowledging my own male privilege. To this day, I am still unable to claim my White privilege due to my Jewish background, yet I simultaneously accept that it influences my life in incredibly subtle ways. In short: I am a man ideologically opposed within himself.
But then I read this paragraph,
"Though I’ll do my best to combat all forms of crimes against women I’ll not accept personal responsibility for any act I myself did not commit. Though I’ll be there to support any woman as best I can through whatever suffering she may have received at the hands of men, I’ll not take it on emotionally as my own. I will recognize whatever systems privilege me as a white American heterosexual male but I will sharply delineate what is institutional and cultural privilege and culpability from what is personal or interpersonal privilege and culpability. I will not accept personal blame, guilt or shame for 1000s of years of women’s past and ongoing suffering."Hot damn!
The answer to my own guilt, shame, ignorance, confusion, anger, victimization, and survival from issues of race, gender, and class, all neatly packaged within such a small space...
I recognize my privilege. I acknowledge the cultural and structural institutions that drive everything from micro-aggression to macro-oppression.
But I refuse to feel guilty. I refuse to be personally responsibility for White racism, male misogyny, or whatever bigotry happens to be summarily applied to my identity.
I will stand up to racism, sexism, and classism wherever I see it, whenever I see it.
But I won't internalize it. I won't project it onto myself.
And that's all I have to say about that.