The Good Men Project reprints a slightly altered version of an old post of mine today: Our Kind of People, Class, and Pride.
I wonder, reading it again, if I haven’t fallen into classic trap of the privileged white person: getting absolution from a poorer, browner person. Is “Oscar” (the story is real, name changed) my “magic Mexican”? (See the concept in film of the “magic Negro”, the wise black character who inspires transformative change in the white person, who is the real hero of the story. See “The Help”, “Green Mile”, and a hundred other films.)
I hadn’t thought about that before. Wondering now.