Here's an example of white privilege that I've come to learn to accept.
I often hear people say "well if a cop asked me if it was my car, I'd just show it was my car and move on"
and candidly, I'm sure, at some point in my young life, I probably thought that way too. And then I listened to PoCs and realized, this doesn't just happen once and you know what, if it happened a couple of times a year, after the 5th time, I'd probably tell the cop to go #### himself and then it's on.
In my life I've had a copy "profile" me once. My friends and I were standing outside of the 7-11 in Queensland/Deer Ridge. We had just finished playing basketball at a nearby park, on a friday night, dressed in sports clothes, all sweaty and we had gone to get slurpees (loser buys).
A cop pulls out as we are hanging outside waiting for our friends and says "You guys can't loiter here, get out of here" I responded "we're just waiting for our friends" and he screamed "I SAID DISPERSE AND IF I COME BACK OUT AND YOU'RE STILL HERE WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A PROBLEM"
It was brutal, it was 21 years ago, and compared to some of the interactions I hear PoCs have with the police, it's literally nothing, but it still sticks with me, like, i was doing nothing wrong. I cannot imagine dealing with that on a even a semi regular basis in so many different aspects of my life.
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