A Brief Paean Unto White Privilege

I am thankful to God for growing up with white privilege in the macro culture. I pray that my grandchildren may yet know that white privilege though I’m doubting they will in the macro culture.

White privilege meant that I was able to deliver papers @ 6am in the morning from about 12 years old to 16. I would get up when it was dark out and bicycle into town and then deliver the local afternoon paper again after school. White privilege meant that my parents didn’t have to worry about me being on the city streets of the small city I grew up in by myself at the wee early hours of the mornings slinging newspapers. White privilege meant that I could wander the neighborhood and play around the lake shore of each neighbors house without my folks having to worry if I would be ok. White privilege meant I could forget my ball mitt at the ball park and come back 6 hours later and find it there. White privilege meant that I didn’t have to chain my bike to some tree in order to make sure it wasn’t stolen. White privilege meant that when the little old lady on the paper route offered some apple spice cake I didn’t have to worry that she might have laced it with heroin. White privilege meant that same little old lady would routinely lecture me that “honesty was the best policy.” White privilege meant I learned the Queen’s English in School and not Ebonics. White privilege meant that my friends didn’t rape my sister when they came over to visit. White privilege meant playing pickup ball games that didn’t end with fisticuffs because someone cheated. White privilege meant remembering Doctor house visits when I was ill. White privilege was businesses closed down on Sundays so God’s day would be honored as a “day of rest.” White privilege was addressing one’s elders as “Yes Sir,” and “No Maam.”

White privilege for my family meant my grandparents working from dusk to dawn milking cows and farming, and watching my Mother work herself to the bone to try and keep the all the plates spinning. White privilege, thus meant learning what I would later identify as a Protestant work ethic. White privilege meant learning that there is no such thing as a free lunch and a man deserves only what he works for and earns.

As I look back now knowing far more now then I did then I realize that even then White privilege was being chipped away. School teachers were already in the 70’s advancing the agenda of the New World Order which hates white privilege. I didn’t see it then. I look back and see it now. Already in the 70’s whites were involved in suicidal altruism in their dealings with criminal minorities. There should’ve been more Mayor Daley’s and and fewer Journalist lying about what really happened in Chicago in 1968. There should have been more exposure of the chicanery of Martin Luther King Jr. with his communist roots, his rampant plagiarism, and his gutter character with women. The whole civil rights movement was a Marxist attack on white privilege and the new social order birthed with the success of the civil rights movement has been one which all people — black and white — have suffered grievous injury. The Hart-Celler immigration act was a canon broadside fired and hitting white privilege.

The ironic thing is that at the very point in time when white privilege has been eliminated is the point in time where people are howling about its existence.

A final thing about this idea of white privilege… White privilege only existed because White people were so infused with the remaining fumes of Christianity. White privilege really is, in point of fact, Christian privilege. The complaints about White privilege today are really just a masquerade for hatred of the bare remnants of Christianity which remain in this country. What those who are whining about White privilege really want is license to create a social order where wickedness isn’t checked.

Yes I thank God for the white privilege I grew up with.

Author: jetbrane

I am a Pastor of a small Church in Mid-Michigan who delights in my family, my congregation and my calling. I am postmillennial in my eschatology. Paedo-Calvinist Covenantal in my Christianity Reformed in my Soteriology Presuppositional in my apologetics Familialist in my family theology Agrarian in my regional community social order belief Christianity creates culture and so Christendom in my national social order belief Mythic-Poetic / Grammatical Historical in my Hermeneutic Pre-modern, Medieval, & Feudal before Enlightenment, modernity, & postmodern Reconstructionist / Theonomic in my Worldview One part paleo-conservative / one part micro Libertarian in my politics Systematic and Biblical theology need one another but Systematics has pride of place Some of my favorite authors, Augustine, Turretin, Calvin, Tolkien, Chesterton, Nock, Tozer, Dabney, Bavinck, Wodehouse, Rushdoony, Bahnsen, Schaeffer, C. Van Til, H. Van Til, G. H. Clark, C. Dawson, H. Berman, R. Nash, C. G. Singer, R. Kipling, G. North, J. Edwards, S. Foote, F. Hayek, O. Guiness, J. Witte, M. Rothbard, Clyde Wilson, Mencken, Lasch, Postman, Gatto, T. Boston, Thomas Brooks, Terry Brooks, C. Hodge, J. Calhoun, Llyod-Jones, T. Sowell, A. McClaren, M. Muggeridge, C. F. H. Henry, F. Swarz, M. Henry, G. Marten, P. Schaff, T. S. Elliott, K. Van Hoozer, K. Gentry, etc. My passion is to write in such a way that the Lord Christ might be pleased. It is my hope that people will be challenged to reconsider what are considered the givens of the current culture. Your biggest help to me dear reader will be to often remind me that God is Sovereign and that all that is, is because it pleases him. View all posts by jetbrane