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Some might think I have some insight. Some say, “you’re married to a black woman” implying I should have some life experiences that can relate. Others have thought since I have biracial children then I certainly must have been a victim of racism. Still others have tried to give me credit for some sort of enlightenment because I’ve traveled to Ethiopia many times.

While it is true I have been and am married to a beautiful black woman for many years, that I have African-American and true African family members and that I’ve traveled to Africa numerous times…

I know nothing.

I know nothing of the black experience in this country.

I have no special insight.

I can walk to a store at any hour of the night and no one stops me.

I can jog down the road with the only fear being that of a driver that is texting, not one that wants to intentionally do me harm.

I can argue with a policeman about why I was stopped.

I am not followed in retail stores.

And so much more that I can do without even thinking about it.

I am white in America. This luck of nature wins me the lottery. But it gives me no insight.

I want to help but I don’t know what to do.

Hopefully I’ll figure it out.

(I had posted this a few days ago but it was to the wrong place on this website. I have re-posted it here.)