People Who Say “If You’re Not Part Of The Solution, You’re Part Of The Problem” Are Themselves Part Of The Problem

Being as I am, a white European male in a G8 country with a sedentary job, life is reasonably easy for me. I can safely make the assumption that the vast majority of people I’ll meet are solidly tied into my cultural hegemony and it’s not like I own enough things for voodoo economics to be an attractive proposition to me. Which means, to all intents and purposes, this is me.

Of course I’m aware that there are others who don’t have it easy as me, and short of reincarnation or a new, slightly disturbing idea for a reality TV show, I’ll never feel their pain, excepting in the usual liberal guilt kind of way.

(While I’m thinking of minority groups, there is some controversy as to whether woman count as a “minority group” the male and female populations of the world being roughly equal in size. However they do get paid less, so they count.

In her famous essay “A Room of One’s Own” Virginia Woolf states you need “five hundred pounds a year” to write. Given this was written in 1929 and according to this very useful site, in today’s money that is £21,792.46 which means that I am within my means to be a writer.)

But I digress.

Instead of a disturbing reality TV show, let’s make this a meme.

If you weren’t who you were but were, for example a different face, a different gender, a different sexuality, a different religion, who would you like to be?

I hate to mention a jazzman for the second time in as many days, but if I were African-American I wouldn’t mind being Eric Dolphy.

The beard! The shades! What’s not too love?

How about you?