Privilege

If you could go back in time, what would you change? I have already taken that one seriously and found the premise collapsing under its own weight — you don’t actually have access to the past you’d be fixing. The superpower question is the other classic, and it looks easier: no physics to argue with, no information theory to invoke, just a straight ask. If you could have any power, what would you choose? People answer it at parties without thinking twice. Flight, usually. Invisibility, if they’re being honest about themselves. Mind-reading, if they’re not being honest about anything else. But the question is not really testing your imagination. It is testing your relationship to reality — what you think is wrong with it, and what kind of fix you’ve decided is plausible. …

The Gershwin lullaby that opens Porgy and Bess sets its conditions fast: “Your daddy’s rich and your mama’s good-lookin’.” That’s the benchmark. Clear it, and luck is assumed. Don’t clear it, and the rest is—supposedly—on you. I don’t clear it. My father was not rich. My country—by most international measurements—is not rich. And yet, looking back across decades, I cannot pretend I walked the same terrain as most people around me. What I had was something more subtle than inherited money, and in some ways more durable: I inherited an architecture. …