You're walking home and decide to take a detour, as you want to catch the game Ru Paul's Drag Race later on at 7:00. You stumble upon an abandoned part of town and find a dusty lamp on one of the many shady street corners. You cautiously pick it up and inspect it, trying to make sense of the words inscribed on it.
Just then, a genie pops out and tells you that he'll change your race if you want him to. You'll be a different version of yourself, but you will be equally attractive as you were before. You'll look very, very similar to yourself, but just an other-race version.
I'd be half Japanese - it'd be iconic, though I'd probably then experience racism and regret it. White privilege is too real, and I'm honestly very aware of it these days.
Every time I got to cafes with an Asian friend (I have lots lol) the service is ALWAYS (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) ruder than when I go with white friends. Literally always.
People do not have equal respect for Asians as they do white people. And that's a fact.
White privilege is too real, and I'm honestly very aware of it these days.