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Six ways to be an ally


I’m a white, middle class, highly educated, and cissexual woman. That’s a lot of unearned privilege. I just happened to have been born into a privileged family. I don’t feel guilty about my privilege, because I can’t do anything about it. But I have learned that others continue to pay the price for my privilege.

I hate injustice. And as a woman with a lot of privilege, it’s my responsibility to try to dismantle the systems maintaining this privilege.

Racism is not something that is the problem of people of colour. It’s my problem, too. And I’m part of the problem as long as I close my eyes to the ways I benefit from the racist structures of society.

Here are some of the things I’ve learned about being an ally to women of colour:

Accept your white skin privilege

Just accept the facts of your privilege. Don’t wallow in guilt. Don’t ask women of colour to help you feel better about being white. Don’t try to make up for it by being extra nice to women of colour.

Accept the facts. Then deal with them. Decide what you are going to do about them.

It’s not about you

As white women, we’re used to everything being about us.

I’m old enough to remember what it was like before the second wave of feminism. Women were dismissed, ignored, and invisible. For example, my sister was one of four women in her university engineering program. Some professors who believed women had no business in engineering would refuse to respond to the women in the class. They pretended they didn’t exist.

I wonder if women of colour experience white women in this way. Do we make them feel invisible? Dismissed?

Shut up and listen

Shut up and listen. Bite your tongue if you have to.

I remember running a workshop for graduate theology students on the women’s spirituality movement. I had the bright idea of encouraging male seminarians to attend and learn about this movement.  I explained that this would be an experiential workshop. The first thing the men needed to understand was that they were in women’s space.

But they couldn’t do it. During the small group discussions, the men kept dominating the group. We kept pointing it out to them. One man tried to sit on his hands and his face grew red with the effort of taking a back seat in this setting.

I wonder if women of colour experience white women in this way.

Embrace the discomfort

Deep down, a lot of white folks have learned to feel guilty about being white. We can be really uncomfortable with reality of our privilege and we wish to erase it. But wishing isn’t enough. And wishing can become a reality. In our discomfort, we make women of colour invisible again.

There are no shortcuts to sisterhood with women of colour. There’s a lot of history to undo.

So one of the hard things we have to do is embrace the discomfort. It’s uncomfortable to listen to the anger of women about racism. And even if we can stand to listen to it being expressed, we get really uncomfortable if we have to keep hearing it.

It’s uncomfortable to take a back seat to women of colour. It can be uncomfortable to enter the worlds of impoverished women, many of whom are also women of colour. It’s easy to judge their lives. It’s difficult and uncomfortable to try to understand.

I’m happy when I feel that discomfort. It means I’m uncovering more of my own racism and the ways that privilege manifests in my life. It means I’m getting out of my comfort zone.

Be reflexive instead of reactive

The more you recognize your privilege and the more you listen and embrace the discomfort, the more you will acquire the capacity to be reflexive. Reflexivity means that you make it a habit to reflect on your own social location and the social location of the other person. You reflect about how social power relations shape your reality and the reality of the other person. And, together with the other person, you work to co-construct a new reality.

Do something to create change

Remember — it’s not about you. This process is not about making you a better person. If you stop at the previous point, then you know it’s only about you.

To create change, you have to decide what action you can take in order to be an ally to women of colour.

One of my actions this week is to write this post.

Maybe your action will be to confront a racist joke. Or to join women of colour in an event or protest (if it’s OK with them). Or to read and promot the blogs of women of colour. Maybe it’s to notice that the teachers in your school are all white but the kids are very diverse – and work to change that. Or to make sure women of colour have a voice in your organization and that their voice is truly respected.

I am not an expert in being an ally. I continue to find ugly roots of racism and privilege in myself. But I’m working to heal myself and my world in the best way I know how. I might write a quite different post on this topic next year. This is where I am right now.

I invite your comments and feedback. This post will not be complete without them.

© Silvia Straka and A Just Society, 2009


Feminism/s and justice for all


What I believe, what I write, what I research, and what I think — all these have all been profoundly influenced by my social location.

I recognize that my life experiences have been shaped by my white skin and class privilege. But I also occupy marginalized social locations: I’m a woman, I’m queer and I have a disability. I’ve come close to sliding off the ledge into the abyss of poverty when serious illnesses struck my family. My experiences of oppression on all these dimensions have often caused me to feel pain, desperation, and rage.

Despite all this, I’m still very privileged. I always “pass” as a straight woman and my disability is invisible. And my experiences of oppression do not mean I know how oppression is experienced by a trans woman, a woman of colour, or a woman with a visible disability.

I’m picking my way carefully through this post, because I don’t want to play the oppression olympics. Nor do I want to speak for anyone else but myself. I don’t pretend to be fully conscious of all aspects of my privilege. In fact, my sense of entitlement and my taken-for-granted assumptions still slap me in the face all too often.

Nowadays I critique white feminism, but many years ago, it changed my life. It helped me to name and combat certain gender-based oppressions in my life. Feminism was my personal entry point into understanding social power relations. But my passion for social justice forced me to seek a better framework. Other women’s stories were often so very different from my own and feminism was not sufficient to help me understand their experiences.

Intersectionality theory gave me the theoretical framework I was missing; anti-oppressive practice translated it into practice. Not only did these perspectives broaden and deepen my understanding, but they also turned the lens back on feminism and my own privilege as an educated white woman.

It’s time for me to shut up and listen .

I want to listen to the voices of women of colour, women with disabilities, trans women, older women, working class women, and many others. Some of them are represented in my blogroll.

These are my teachers at present.