Within a day of arriving at Evergreen [state college], a student informed me – not in anger, almost as a friendly heads-up – that I was a white supremacist. I am a Jewish woman whose mother survived Auschwitz, so “white supremacist” is not generally how I think about myself. They explained, patiently, that it wasn’t about intent. It was about the system I benefited from by virtue of being white. My intentions were irrelevant. My identity was everything
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Within a day of arriving at Evergreen [state college], a student informed me – not in anger, almost as a friendly heads-up – that I was a white supremacist. I am a Jewish woman whose mother survived Auschwitz, so “white supremacist” is not generally how I think about myself. They explained, patiently, that it wasn’t about intent. It was about the system I benefited from by virtue of being white. My intentions were irrelevant. My identity was everything
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