Bertha has spent a great deal of her life trying to blend in with you got it, white folks. Bertha no matter what she does to try to blend in cannot possibly ever look white. She does not think white. She does not expect white privilege because she is a transgendered sheep.
Folks, you might have a hard time trying to understand this, but underneath our knickers, nobody is white. Those He man Ford Truck ads are not going to make you anymore white inside. No sir, you cannot buy white. It has no price tag because you will still be the same color underneath. What looks beyond skin color, let’s take a look.
When someone is sick, waiting to be seen or have lab work done, it makes no difference what color you are, how much money you have, where you live, or who you are related to. It does not care what your immigration status is, political party you belong to, what religion you support. Nobody goes first just because they are white. Those who are nuveau riche, belong to hate groups, or whose daddy is wealthier than GOD, assume they go first. No Vagina, you go when you are called, not first, or second, there is no first class with illness.
Politicians are finally realizing how important it is to make sure everyone is treated the same. If nobody is allowed healthcare who has not yet reached retirement, qualifies for Medicare, or was grandfathered in with Medicaid, people die. Nobody is willing to let this slide to allow Trump, his anally attached sycophant, or others like him, to block access to healthcare. MTG has no intention of watching her kids sit on a gurney, waiting to see if they get special treatment in a hallway. For her and others like her, the harsh realities of Trump’s actions and that of Mike Johnson have caused, it’s just not anything she wants to be a part of
Bertha sat in her chair, waiting for her name to be called, she waited, and watched as many before her came and went. Nobody got special treatment, everyone was treated the same. not huffing and puffing, trying to not look pasty white from fear. Bertha hates needles. She passes out at the sight of blood, especially her own. Like many she had to soldier on, taking whatever lab work was done on them. Her turn came, and after 8 tubes of blood was taken, she was wobbling, her knees knocking, and her toucas trying to fly south. She swore she was just fine, until the nurses looked at her, told her she wasn’t, and no amount of make-up could make up for her pasty white skin. There was that word, the one she could never be, nor tried to hide. She was a transgendered sheep dammit. Not lily white, no swastika, or KKK robe. Bertha was like everyone else who faints at the sight of blood. No white privilege can avoid that one.
Until we face reality, put everyone on a level playing field, where there is no first class, where it does not matter who you are, where you live, how much you earn, whose your daddy? You are living not in the real world, but in Trumps delusional mind. Nobody is immune, and prayer won’t fix this, you can pray, to whatever GOD you choose, but in the end, if you are due that coffee enema, you will get decaf. You won’t get that plasma facial, you will get Crisco, with a soap and water rinse. The idea of getting BOTOX or fillers, will be a faded mammary. Preparation H and Duct tape will replace Victoria’s Secret, and you won’t have designer undies from frou frou du jour. Get to know duct tape and super glue, plaster, and guys, better hang on to that EAU Sauvage, because soon it will be Eau De Snarl. Bertha has been preparing for this her whole life, which is why none of those things will be a shock for her. But those who assume white privilege is only for the poor, you are in for a rude surprise. Don’t say sheep didn’t try to warn you.
You might think it a white, white world, but those of us who have been living in the real world, we know how the game is played, who the players are, and how to survive in spite of them.
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