This coming weekend,
I am going camping with a bunch of Quakers – a couple hundred of them/us. Some fun,
eh? It’s something I’ve been doing off, but mostly on, for close to 50 years,
since it was held at Camp Hilltop in Downingtown, a camp than no longer exists
except in our dulled, but fond, memories.
When I was a
teenager and had to go to these camps, my friends Martin, Eric, Dennis, Chris
and Brad, among others, made a fine art out of skipping the workshops and “fun”
activities the parents had worked hard to organize to help teach us big issues
about the world, probably involving lots of Peace, Love and Understanding. Our favorite
trick was to walk in one side of the meeting hall, sign in, and then, while
they were still signing kids in and getting organized, we would walk out the
other side, at which point we would head for the ball fields or basketball
court or just up to the woods for a while to lay low and talk about sports or
girls, honing the fine art of exaggeration in both cases, no doubt.
But I digress…back
45+ years I guess. Fun while it lasted…both the digression and our times at
Camp Hilltop, that is.
Anyway, that
intro is to put in minor perspective, the irony that is the fact that this
weekend when I attend the grandchild of Camp Hilltop, now held at a Brethren
Camp out past Harrisburg, I will be hosting a workshop, not escaping from one.
The workshop
I described in the brochure as:
2A “ Race Relations – Discussion to Action”
MAIN HALL, handicapped accessible
(Jamie McVickar, Downingtown)
We have been asked for decades to have a national discussion on race.
This workshop will briefly be part of that, then we hope to spend a majority of
our time developing ideas for specific actions we can take or lead others to
get involved with. Please come ready with ideas, suggestions and an open mind,
though not so open that things fall out.
My fear is that the discussion will take the form that every workshop on race issues has taken since I was in college, where a bunch of like-minded folks sit around wringing their hands over how terrible it all is, observing that It’s just terrible what those people have to go through every day, but what can we do?!
Two weekends
ago, I attended a 4 hour session in West Chester, described as
Courageous Conversations: A Community's Effort to
Understand and Overcome Implicit Bias
And it was
courageous of them to put the program together but I was pretty disappointed in
it. It consisted almost entirely of telling us things we already knew,
primarily about the concept of White Privilege, a concept I see as real, but over-rated
as a hindrance or benefit in any of our lives. I barely snuck it into my top 10
list of privileges when I was asked to make such a list at a similar event in
Philadelphia month or so earlier.
Here was my
quickly jotted list on a scrap of paper, with “privilege” being defined as a “right
or unearned advantage” in no particular order:
-
good health,
despite needing to lose a pound or 30
- being born in the
USA- born to caring, loving parents who emphasized a good education
- an amazing, supportive, fun extended family
-
relatively good
finances, though I’d argue that’s probably earned, not unearned
-
being raised a
Quaker with good values
-
an incredible
wife and family of 7 or so, depending on one’s definition
-
being born in the
20th, and now living in the 21st century
-
a decent IQ (though I worked for many years with people in the double digits in their IQs and some of them seemed way happier than I'll ever be!)
-
a particular
skill set, or aptitude for numbers
-
an ability for
introspection and desire to work to be a better person
Ah
right, and then there’s that whole being Born White thing. I may be naïve, but I
believe that if I had been born as a Person of Color with the above same
attributes, that I’d certainly have more challenges than I currently do, but not
challenges that would be debilitating, and I believe my life would not be demonstrably worse than it would be if I hadn't been given the other things on that list. Oh, I am pretty sure I’d get pulled over by
the cops more often though. And then maybe shot for no freaking reason, but I’ll call
that an outlier scenario.
We were then
asked at the conference in Philly to make a list of ways we can use our privileges to address racism, and I
came up with this list:
-
witnessing
– in the Christian sense. Fight it; recognize it; Define it; point it out when
you see it; don’t allow it.
-
Educate
kids, family and friends
-
Hiring
-
Social
media
-
Educate
myself
-
Political
o
Fight
for equitable school funding (PA is worst in the nation in that regard)
After that day
in Philly, I was asked by a friend to write a column for the local paper about
it, unfortunately required to consist of no more than 600 words. I'm not terribly proud of it, particularly because of the word-count restriction, but it can be found here:
This is
probably already my longest ever post, and I haven’t even gotten to the one
thing I wanted to post here! So I’ll post this and then move to the rest of it.