I am white. My friend @cobusvw was one of the first people to help me embrace being white with all the baggage that goes along with. I am also a racist. It is the bane of my life here in Africa. Growing up in the 80’s in South-Africa have shaped me in a certain way. My inherent racism is something I struggle with everyday. Don’t get me wrong, I try very hard not to be one. My other white buddy @soulgardeners introduced met to Jonathan Jansen’s work describing my racism as almost inherited through blood. Together we started to talk about our struggle with racism in the same way addicts would talk about their addiction. I am a recovering umlungu, addicted to feeling superior. I am born into a history of racism. Years of prejudice have framed a narrative through which I perceive others that are different from me and my culture. I am proud to say that most of the time, with the help and patience of kind, supportive and forgiving black (and white) friends I have my addict...
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