I am One Lucky Human

I am a nearly fifty-six-year-old male human of European descent from the United States. That carries a surprisingly large amount of baggage both positive and negative in the world.

Positive I have had advantages I never even realized. I went to great schools in suburban school districts. I had both parents around for my entire childhood. I was never worried when walking at night either about the men I saw or the whites I saw bothering me. When I was speeding and stopped I never had to worry about anything except the cost of the ticket or the points on my license. I never had to worry if we were going to have enough food or clean water. At times I was a little shit, and my parents never beat me or humiliated me, I never had to worry about any emotion or physical abuse. When I applied to college there was never any question that I would get in somewhere, even though I really wasted time through high school and didn’t, in all honesty, deserve the space I took. When I look around at how many negatives I avoided just because of my gender and skin tone I shake my head in amazement at the differences that a fraction of a percent of DNA can make. I was also fortunate about the time that I was born; I grew up in the height of the United States power both economic and moral. I could expect without any doubt that was assuming we didn’t all die from Nuclear war; I would be better off than my parents. While the news…