(Continued from Part II)

White privilege: now, just what again is that? I may have to go to my heavy hitter, the 14-year-old Small Daughter, to have that one splayned to me. White privilege to me is like the Abominable Snowman; it’s a big white monster that so many insist exists, but nobody has ever actually seen it, other than Yukon Cornelius, Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer, and that neurotic closet-dentist Herbie the elf. Herbie doesn’t like to make toys. Herbie doesn’t give a **(BKAE)shit(BKAE); Herbie wants to be a dentist. Be more like Herbie.


Again, most of my white associates say they have never experienced it (WP), but somebody out there somewhere has to be lying, because there is so much complaining about it. Could it be me who is lying?