Stories Of Male White Privilege, Pt. 1 When I was 17 years old, I lived in Mesquite, TX. Drove a 1974 Karmann Ghia. One night, this would be 1987 or there'bouts, I was driving back from a friend's house around midnight, maybe 1am. Flashing lights in my rear view mirror & bouncing all over the interior of my car. Yup, cop right behind me, so I pull over into a vacant parking lot. What would a logical person do? Wrong question. What would a 17YO white boy do? Well... 1/

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8 分鐘內	Ronson Page ronson69	Lemme back up & add some context: I was a straight-A student, didn't drink or smoke or do drugs. Pretty nerdy. Also pretty cocky. Also pretty dumb and decades away from a conceit that would become known as "white male privilege". So, a cop pulls me over at 1am, in a deserted parking lot. What do I do? Not thinking twice about it, because why would I... I got out of my car. Jumped out of my car, really, because I was a friendly kid. And freakin approached the police car. 2/
13 小時內	Ululani Miller inuulu	Seems like you know the answer to your question