Monthly Archives: November 2012

Our Privilege

I was about twenty-four years old before I began to think about privilege, and now I think about it almost everyday. Somewhere between reading Cornell West’s Race Matters and Tim Wise’s White Like Me and a few other coming of age events, I realized that this word, privilege, was very important in my process of gaining insight into how I’ve become the person I am. And now that I’ve had a couple years to continue reflecting on it, I see how being able to ignore the existence of privilege until age 24… is evidence of privilege itself. ¬†You see, when you have privilege — whether it is due to your race, gender identity, class, religion, sexual orientation, ability, or education, and whether you have a lot or a little — you don’t have to think about it. You can pay attention to your own experience, and not give a second thought as to whether the people you share space with — the people who sit next to you on the bus, the people who clean your office building, the people ahead of you in the checkout line — are having a vastly different and disparate experience.

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Pumpkin Cornbread

If this social work thing doesn’t work out for any given reason, I won’t be entirely disappointed. Because I’ve got this super sweet backup plan. I’ve joked with my friends for years about opening a bakery/cafe where I could basically prepare my favorite recipes for anyone willing to pay to eat them. Fancy grilled cheese sandwiches, a homemade soup of the day, and a diverse array of baked goods, including cocktail-themed cupcakes (I’ve already got tried and true recipes for mojito cupcakes, and stout cupcakes with Bailey’s frosting), my grandmother’s cinnamon rolls, my dad’s favorite oatmeal cranberry cookies, ¬†buttermilk biscuits with rosemary and parmesan cheese. These are all actual recipes in the queue, I’m just waiting on the startup funds.

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Changing Seasons

There is a time for everything, Solomon says, and a season for every activity under the sun. Who is it, exactly, calling the shots with these seasons? Continue reading