My grandparents fled oppression of Jews in Eastern Europe, and were not victimized by the Holocaust. My grandfather insisted that my mother and my aunt go to college in the 1940’s. My father worked for 55 years, since he was fifteen, in a factory from 7AM to 5PM, and then worked evenings and weekends in his coin business. My mother went to work teaching school, and my father sold part of his coin collection so that my brother and I could go to college. I finished college and passed the CPA exam, and then started my own accounting office, working sometimes fifteen hours a day.
I’m privileged. I am very, very privileged.
Give me a second and I'll channel the 'privilege' finger pointers.
You have male privilege.
You have white privilege.
You may have U.S. citizenship privilege.
You have two-parents privilege.
You have working parents privilege.
You may have height privilege.
You may have 'not-disabled' privilege.
You have "you-didn't-build-that-but-claim-to-'own'-private-business" privilege.
You have native-English-speaking privilege.
You probably had books-in-the-childhood-home privilege.
You clearly have Internet privilege.
You probably even have privilege privilege.
Now, then, aren't you ashamed?