Privilege.

In honor of Indigenous People’s Day, I am going to take a moment to recognize and come to terms with the privileges that come with my identity.

I recognize my white privilege.
I recognize my European descent.
I recognize my Judaism, in the face of rampant Islamaphobia.
I especially recognize being a Jew of European descent, Ashkenazi, in the face of discrimination in Israel towards Mizrahim

I recognize my American privilege.
I recognize my class privilege, in the face of so many of my peers who cannot afford a university education.
I recognize my female privilege, in the face of those who identify outside the gender normative.
I recognize my privileges as an able-bodied person.

A map of those without privilege…

I recognize my privilege, in the face of the disappearing Palestinian homeland, and the disappearing Native American homeland. I recognize I live and bus and go to school on land that was once forested, lived on and cultivated by another people. I recognize the crimes on this land and the land of Palestine, that are happening in my name:
White
American
Jew