Hi there, fellow socially conscious, middle class white ladies. It’s good to see you. Did you get haircuts? They look great. Pull up a seat. Let’s have a chat.
Look, as one of you, I move in your world. I do hot yoga. I’ve taken a selfie at a green juice tasting. I’ve worked the ticket table for the PTA’s annual fall carnival. And I’ve noticed something about our white lady world: there’s this idea that we are entitled to social activism that is fun and receives praise. And, ladies, that’s a problem.
And, yes, yes. #NotAllWhiteLadies. But let’s not make this about saying “Not me! Not my problem!” because our community as a whole has some serious work to do and some fundamental paradigm shifts to make. You know what I’m talking about:
We organize parties and, oh my God, you guys, the food was so good. The decorations were SUPERcute and must have taken *hours* to make. And, check out my instagram! It’s full of selfies of me cheers-ing with my friends because, YOU GUYS, we got new outfits before we went and it was so EMPOWERING, you know? It was a super fun social event. And it was all for THE CHILDREN.