I Grew Up in a Racist Town, and I Never Even Knew It

I grew up in a small town in California, and like most blind, white people, I thought racism was solved. I was aware that occasionally individuals would say mean things about POC, but I assumed that was few and far between. I believed that being cruel wouldn't get you anywhere in life. Looking at our …

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That is a picture of me.  In case you didn't notice, I am a pale, white human.  My eyes are green, my hair is red (though it will someday be blonde again), and I freckle almost as much as I tan, which isn't much.  That's the way I was born.  I can't change it. Because …

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