To define yourself, ultimately, by what you’re not, is a pathetic and heartbreaking thing. It is to stand denuded before a culture (whiteness) that has stolen your birthright, or rather, convinced you to give it up. And the costs are formidable, beginning with the emptiness whites so often feel when confronted by multiculturalism and the connectedness of people of color to their various heritages. That emptiness then gets filled up by privileges and ultimately forces us to become dependent on them. We are not ourselves anymore, but the overpaid, overfed, overstuffed slaves to a self-imposed, self-chosen system of cultural genocide….I can’t help but think that at the end of the day, we, too, got played.