Thanks for posting this!Lots to think about. Sometimes we just have no idea what it's like to be in someone else shoes. No we don't but does that make us bad people? My dad lost his job in 79 when the company he worked for shut down. We lived on government food stamps, Medicaid, government cheese, powdered milk, we didn't have a car, we at times didn't have a phone, we ate lots of beans, lots of bologna, we got free school lunches, we went to the school in the summer for free breakfast/lunch, we did not have vacations and we rarely left the city that I lived in. We went through periods where our electricity and water would be shut off. We at one time ran an extension cord from our neighbors house just so we could have some light in the house. We were made fun of a lot because of what we wore, where we lived and what we had to do to survive.There was a time when I went for a long period of time without a hot bath because we could not pay our utilities. I remember when we finally got our utilities turned back on and I took my first hot bath - when I got out of the tub I almost fell to the floor because my legs were so relaxed from the warm water(no joke). I have been working since I was 12 years old and even did odd jobs before then. I said all that because the topic of white privilege really gets under my skin. I want to know where my special treatment was or is? To this day, I have a difficult time being satisfied with what I currently have because I still have a poor mans mentality in my head.