We white people cannot think our way out of racial privilege because that would mean using our own experience to try to understand those whose experiences may have nothing to do with us. Instead, we must listen to the voices from outside the racial bubble into which we may have been born.
And, we must grieve, not only the false narratives that hold up violent white men as the shapers of history, we must also grieve the false sense of superiority that imagines itself standing at the center of humanity’s story.
Racial justice does not mean shoe horning the story of other peoples into a Eurocentric narrative. Racial justice means reshuffling the deck of power and wealth. It means listening to experiences that may have nothing to do with us.
We must leave behind our illusory castles of assumed centrality and find our proper place as equal members in the one human family. We will lose some of our unfair wealth and we will lose some of our power to dominate others, but we will discover our larger human family and gain our own human hearts.