I'm white, female, and like every other person alive, my race and sex is an accident of birth not a choice, and like every other person alive, my color is only skin-deep.  I'm finally fed up with hearing about the "black experience" and how "white privilege" is keeping blacks down.  Growing up in Philadelphia in a lower middle-class family, meals were whatever meat was the cheapest and could be stretched the furthest.  Things like roast beef were only for holidays and special occasions like birthdays.  My favorite Christmas present was a pair of used figure skates.   As a child my presents were clothes for my dolls that my mother made from fabric remnants.  Until about the age of 13 my mother made all my clothes because it was cheaper.  But education and reading were stressed -- lots and lots of reading.  It's doubtful if the same situation occurred today I would have a cell phone and we wouldn't have a big...(Read Full Article)