Exactly. Boy, am I glad I was born white.
People look at my skin color and doors magically open. Life is a stroll in the park, a free ride on gossamer wings.
In my spare time, which is plenty since the world is my oyster, I like to oppress minorities.
Then a quick jaunt to the country club where I have a jolly-old backslapping time with the rest of the whities.
/sarcasm