I'm half South African, half Irish. Colour of weak tea. Boerewors and Guiness stew, anyone?
Although this is a goady, goady thread, I do think that some people on here are confusing monetary privilege with skin-colour privilege.
If you're white, your probably won't even be aware of your privilege and I freely admit that it's only since discovering feminist writing on intersectionality that I've really thought about it. Here are some examples that, although American in origin, are things that I don't have to worry about because I'm white - that's what is meant by privilege:
I can be pretty sure that my neighbors, if I move house, will be neutral or pleasant to me.
I can turn on the television or open to the front page of the paper and see people of my race widely represented.
I can be sure that my children will be given curricular materials that testify to the existence of their race.
Whether I use checks, credit cards or cash, I can count on my skin color not to work against the appearance of financial reliability.
I can arrange to protect my children most of the time from people who might not like them.
I do not have to educate my children to be aware of systemic racism for their own daily physical protection.
I can be pretty sure that my children's teachers and employers will tolerate them if they fit school and workplace norms; my chief worries about them do not concern others' attitudes toward their race.
I can do well in a challenging situation without being called a credit to my race.
I am never asked to speak for all the people of my racial group.
If a traffic cop pulls me over or if the IRS audits my tax return, I can be sure I haven't been singled out because of my race.
I can easily buy posters, post-cards, picture books, greeting cards, dolls, toys and children's magazines featuring people of my race.
I can worry about racism without being seen as self-interested or self-seeking.
I can expect figurative language and imagery in all of the arts to testify to experiences of my race.
And those are just a few...