*AA GROUP* My Class Didn't Trump My Race: Using Oppression to Face Privilege

[YoungDemCA]

I find this article by Robin DeAngelo, who is a Lecturer at the University of Washington, to be very thoughtful, insightful, and a refreshing breath of fresh air in the midst of the pervasive commentary about how some white people do not have white privilege because they are poor or even more ludicrously, not part of the "1 percent."

Some excerpts (bolding mine):

I grew up poor and White. Although my class oppression has been relatively visible to me, my race privilege has not. In my efforts to uncover how race has shaped my life, I have gained deeper insight by placing race in the center of my analysis and asking how each of my other group locations have socialized me to collude with racism. In so doing, I have been able to address in greater depth my multiple locations and how they function together to hold racism in place. Thus my exploration of what it means to be White starts with what it means to be poor, for my understanding of race is inextricably entwined with my class background. I now make the distinction that I grew up poor and White, for my experience of poverty would have been different had I not been White. For Whites that experience oppression in other areas of our lives (such as class, gender, religion, or sexual orientation), it can be difficult to center a location through which we experience privilege. When leading discussions in multicultural education courses, I find that White students often resist centering racism in their analysis, feeling that to do so invalidates their oppressions. These students also feel that these oppressions make them “less” racially privileged. However, rather than ameliorating my race privilege, my oppressed class location was a primary avenue through which I came to understand what being White meant.

I begin this narrative with my class background because it so deeply informs my understanding of race. From an early age I had the sense of being an outsider; I was acutely aware that I was poor, that I was dirty, that I was not normal, and that there was something “wrong” with me. But I also knew that I was not Black. We were at the lower rungs of society, but there was always someone on the periphery, just below us. I knew that “colored” people existed and that they should be avoided. I can remember many occasions when I reached for candy or uneaten food laying on the street and was admonished by my grandmother not to touch it because a “colored person” may have touched it. The message was clear to me; if a colored person touched something it became dirty. The irony here is that the marks of poverty were clearly visible on me: poor hygiene, torn clothes, homelessness, hunger. Yet through comments such as my grandmother’s, a racial Other was formed in my consciousness, an Other through whom I became clean. Race was the one identity that aligned me with the other girls in my school.

It is my observation that class dictates proximity between Whites and people of color. Poor Whites are most often in closest proximity to people of color because they tend to share poverty. I hear the term “White trash” frequently. It is not without significance that this is one of the few expressions in which race is named for Whites. I think the proximity of the people labeled as White trash to people of color is why; race becomes marked or “exposed” by virtue of a closeness to people of color. In a racist society, this closeness both highlights and pollutes Whiteness. Owning class people also have people of color near them because people of color are often their domestics and gardeners—their servants. But they do not interact socially with people of color in the same way that poor Whites do. Middle class Whites are generally the furthest away from people of color. They are the most likely to say that, “there were no people of color in my neighborhood or school. I didn’t meet a Black person until I went to college” (often adding, “so I was lucky because I didn’t learn anything about racism”). Looking specifically at how class shaped my racial identity has been very helpful to me in attempting to unravel the specific way I manifest my internalized racial superiority.

Citation: DiAngelo, R. J. (2006). My Class Didn't Trump My Race: Using Oppression to Face Privilege. Multicultural Perspectives, 8(1), 51-56.

PDF: http://robindiangelo.com/2014site/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/ClassTrumpRace.pdf

[MrScorpio]

1. Robin DeAngelo always gets my endorsement

[Blasphemer]

2. Thanks for posting. DiAngelo is one of those scholars who truly "gets it."... nt

[brer cat]

3. Remarkable essay by a white person who truly "gets it."

Thank you YDC for bringing this here.

[heaven05]

4. excellent

should be a must read for all so called white progressives and liberals as early as senior-junior year in High School. AA can gain immediate insight and valuable information on why racism has been an important factor negatively affecting american culture FOR SUCH A LONG TIME and why unarmed black people shot by racist police officers and private citizens, as a first response, can lay in the streets dead or dying in pools of their blood, while disarming a violent white person is first priority of these same prople acting under the authority of the state.

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[ismnotwasm]

5. K&R

[Liberal_Stalwart71]

6. Nicely done. This is a great article!