What is so relatable about Jagmeet Singh being removed from the House of Commons for calling a racist a racist is that we have all been there, tired of playing the diplomatic BIPOC role, tired of listening to casual comments about our race for the 700th time. 1

Once, a white dude in a bar called me a "banana" because I wasn& #39;t Chinese enough, and I called him a racist. My white friends apologized for my outburst, and we kept socializing. 2

Another time, a white woman told me she was tired of Asian women dating white men and buying up all the good clothes in downtown Vancouver. I said that was racist and she aaid, "I don& #39;t mean Asian women like you, Jen." And I let it go. 3

Or that time a friend& #39;s partner told me white privilege didn& #39;t exist and I was responsible for my own lack of success, and my boyfriend at the time held me back when I started shouting and told me that it wasn& #39;t worth it. I sure felt like it was. 4

There are a thousand examples any BIPOC could tell you about. Each of these moments might seem small but they accumulate until they can& #39;t be contained. Jagmeet reached his limit in the House of Commons, a toxic space for anyone who isn& #39;t brimming with privilege. Good for him. 5