The commies sure do shriek about a lot, huh?
And one of the frequent ear-bleeders they belt out through megaphones and keyboards is:
“Check your privilege!!!”
They say this as though they have no privilege themselves.
And they act as though men are all princes born into wealth and superpowers, whose complaints don’t get worse than the occasional stubbed toe.
They’re wrong about all that. No surprises there – being commies, they’re wrong about a lot. Hey, I’m sympathetic to the goals of socialists. I just wonder when they’ll learn the evidence overwhelmingly points away from communism as the best way to achieve them.
But I’m not one to denounce any group as being entirely useless.
Let’s take their advice (demands?) and check in with our privileges.
Maybe the commies would like to join us? After all, hair dye and vegan diets are luxuries few folks through history have been able to enjoy.
Checking…
Checking…
Yep, I have privilege. A lot of it. I’m better off than a black slave girl from colonial America by so many different metrics.
I don’t say that flippantly. I’m grateful for the wealth and freedom I can enjoy.
Part of that is because I can empathise with the plight of others. Not fully understand them – no one can fully understand another’s struggle – but I get how that would suck.
It’s easy to empathise when you read, reread and apply Your Story Isn’t About You.
It has a way of taking the blinders off and really getting in someone else’s perspective.
Commies don’t think that I, being a Western man who likes capitalism, can do that. But they think replacing small businesses with big government is an improvement, so what do they know?
If you’d like to join me on my journey of feelings and understanding, here’s your link: