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Sorry I’m Not Sorry: Confessions of an Unapologetic White Male

By January 21, 2016 3
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I have a confession to make. I’m a heterosexual white male, and I don’t feel the least bit guilty about it.

Does that make me wrong?

Does that make me insensitive to the plight of those born a female, a minority, gay, or all three?

No, it makes me human.

Now, I’m not saying life was particularly hard for me growing up. We had the pool, the two story house, cars with leather seats and plenty of gifts at Christmas.

I went to a private school where I learned to speak broken Latin and took AP courses. My parents paid for my first car. College tuition being provided for was virtually a given.

Outside of the next football game I had to play or which girl I had a shot with, there were few cares in the world.

And then life, and the shit that comes with it, hit me squarely in the face.

The private school education had gotten me superb SAT scores, but not a real work ethic.

The parental-financed car had gotten me to and from school, parties, and ballgames, but it had not taught me about how to budget for myself.

Private school had taught me how to relate to and get along with other primarily white, semi-affluent people like me. It had not given me a representation of real-world demographics.

Essentially, leaving high school I didn’t know jack about life, work, or what it took to get where I wanted to go.

Despite my ‘privilege’ I was arguably no better prepared for college life, much less real life, than the child of a single parent from the inner city.

In virtually no time I found myself academically ineligible for my university scholarship and transferring back to the local community college in my Floridian home town.

Despite the best high school education the city had to offer. Despite growing up in a comfortable home with two loving parents. Despite being a white, heterosexual male.

This is not to say that I did not have a better opportunity to succeed because of my fortunate birthright. I did.

I only mean to impress that ‘white male privilege’ is a double-edged sword.

I speak now as a 23-year-old college student who has gone from a private college in Texas to community college and back to a state university.

I speak as a young man whose best features were sculpted from the community college grind, taking out loans in my own name, and learning what accountability really means.

I speak as an aspiring writer who discovered his dream through academic and personal failure.

I speak as a white, heterosexual male. And no, I’m not the least bit sorry.

Comments

  • One-Eye

    This whole Third Wave Feminism is built on hatred and punishment for straight, white men. It would be offensive if it wasn’t just so damn… childish!

    Identity politics is the domain of morons. “You’re a cis white male so you’re not allowed have an opinion on anything!”

    Sorry, but you’re officially incapable of critical thought. Please go away and come back when you’ve grown a brain.

    The best thing I’ve heard about this phenomenon of ‘white guilt’ was from comedian Jim Norton: “I don’t have any white guilt because I don’t think I’m better than anybody else.”

    He nailed it. So much of this progressive Leftist ‘guilt’ is born out of arrogance and an ingrained sense of superiority masquerading as compassion. And we see how truly compassionate and tolerant they the moment someone has a different opinion to them, regardless of race of socio-economic standing.

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