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I have this shameful secret, a secret that, even now, pangs me to speak of. It is a reminder that, though I now consider myself a much more woke individual, I wasn’t always so. As a younger man, I was guilty of ignorance, pettiness, and, yes, even prejudice. In my defense, maybe it was how I was raised--just another piss-poor, backwoods Southern boy, brought up in some hick town in North Carolina. I grew up knowing beyond a doubt that my family was white trash. In my early twenties, I finally escaped my home town and went to college. It was there that I met my wife, and it was there that I realized that the world was a far more vast and strange place than I could have imagined, its horizons stretching out further than any human eye could see. So, it is from this place that, though I am ashamed, I feel that there must be a reckoning. The only way to move beyond ignorance is to address it directly and without regard for political correctness. To this end, I have chosen th...
