It’s high time we talk about egregious displays of privilege, especially when it involves a systematic power imbalance.
Talk about it all you like. I witness this same sort of behavior, and commonly, from people with no privilege whatsoever.
The more we separate ourselves from each other with this social justice word salad, the worse, and more common, these scenes will be. Why? Because the social justice word salad (and its attendant mental illness, identity politics) pisses off the priviledged, making them less likely to rectify their behavior, and incents the unpriviledged to behave in exactly the same manner (what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, after all).
Here’s what you need to know: Some people are assholes. Being an asshole is unrelated to race, color, creed, social standing, income class, and political inclination. Obviously, it is human nature to think that assholes that you like and/or agree with are really NOT assholes; that’s natural conceit of the human creature coming into play. But that doesn’t mean that they’re not assholes.
(Full disclosure: I live in a low-income minority area of southwest Houston. My daughter’s high school is 97% minority and 67% federally defined low income. And we are not-quite-white ourselves, by the WASPY US definition of the term, me being half Arabic and my daughter being 3/4 Arabic. And the headscarfs definitely classify us as “not white” from that same WASPY POV. So I’m not taking lectures on the fact that I earn an above median wage today, thanks.)