Our arguments usually centered around me complaining that he was not very bright after all and him just saying “why should I try hard when I get by without trying at all?” OH. But then his life unfolded pretty well and he has a nice job he likes, a wife he loves, a few kids, a big house, and some cars. He’s 4 years older than I am he didn’t have to work very hard to get what he wanted and I didn’t understand how he could be satisfied with phoning it in in most areas of his life. I remember so clearly arguing with my brother when we were kids. In some ways, it’s telling you what you already know, but it’s also explaining how deep the problem really is and also affirming that no, it’s not just you. It was inappropriate to yell “Yes!” after every sentence, but that’s how I felt. What are we doing-we’re constantly holding up the mediocre white man as the standard and then bending to it at the detriment of good ideas, fairness, and equity.
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