My father was the divorced, alcoholic, greasy flat-rate mechanic, not the suit wearing lawyer[1]. He certainly wasn&#x27;t paying for any college; I payed for it... finally ... years after my high school peers had already graduated.<p>However, I&#x27;ve always been told because I&#x27;m white it was easier because, well, I&#x27;m white and certainly some doors were opened for me that never would have been otherwise.<p>My original comment is defining this mentality. Sure it was harsh, but it wasn&#x27;t to be racist, it was to express ... frustration? There needs to be a better way of describing how some people are privileged and others are not. I mean, in some ways, sure, I was privileged. My father had steady work so we ate and had shelter. Does it mean that anything I&#x27;ve accomplished should stink because I&#x27;m white male? But, we can&#x27;t even talk about how that&#x27;s not fair because slavery gets brought up. Because the oppression of African Americans gets brought up. Because women don&#x27;t make as much as men gets brought up. Etc. Anything unfair to white males will <i>never</i> be truly unfair. Any rags to middle class story of a white male will always be tainted with, &quot;well, of course, he&#x27;s white ain&#x27;t he&quot;?<p>[1] He was good to me. I miss him dearly.