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Thread: As a white latino I’ve experienced both privilege and racism. Which experience I live through on a given day depends largely on where I go, how I dress, my hairstyle, how much sun I’ve gotten, and the language I choose to speak,
I’ve had time to reflect and realized that I’ve betrayed myself by allowing my privilege to numb the pain I’ve felt from racism. It became so tiring that I was exhausted into submission. I was told that there are things I cannot change, so I accepted them,
I came to terms with my dictated place in society, and saw our fight as one not worth fighting. I was taught to be a proud American. But I am not proud of the privilege sometimes afforded to me by my skin color, and I’m disdainful of the prejudice I’m subjected to at other times,
But the painful truth is that I chose my son’s name knowing someone might judge him before they met him. That I fear for my life when I get pulled over. I was a victim of unwarranted stop & frisk. I’ve been arrested, detained and denied my freedom for no good reason,
I can’t wear my hood up to cover a bad hair day, I can’t walk around a store with my hands in my pockets and I’ve been told to go back to a country I’ve never been to. Despite all this, my experience is nothing compared to what many others deal with every day,
I’m so sorry that I’ve failed as an ally. It’s not enough to not be racist and silence is as good as betrayal. I promise that I will stand with you against hatred and bigotry for the rest of my life and I’ll teach my son and work to inspire others to do the same. #LoveTrumpsHate
