I remember the wheelchair ramp that went to one of the buildings at my college being so steep that even to walk up or down it was a chore. It was nearly impossible. Then you looked at the next building over, they had a wheelchair ramp that was such a slight slope that they had to circle around 4 times to get up the distance of four steps.
Do you think the building planner hated people with handicaps? That the foreman of the construction crew wanted to inconvenience them? That the men building them were laughing at the idea of a wheelchair careening out of control or someone taking five times as long as their friends?
Of course not. But when able-bodied people make a plan that is implemented by able-bodied people, they miss things that having a person in a wheelchair around to inform them would have educated them to. And things like “ease” and “convenience” are rarely factored in.
Yes, white privilege literally prevents black people from going to college in significant numbers. Because for hundreds of years, white people have made rules and white people have implemented those rules and while I’m sure many of them were not looking to be exclusionary, the very fact that they lacked diversity meant they didn’t create an infrastructure to allow racial diversity. This is true in education, government, medicine, media, arts & entertainment, STEM and more.
Also, as someone who could only afford college because of a scholarship, please know that attending college is not as simple as “a choice.”
Great straw man work though!
If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.
I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.