Checking My White Privilege

Ya, I guess there’s no getting around the fact that I’m a honky. Unlike that Dolezal woman, I don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of passing.

Today me and the Farm Manager took a tour up to Tobermory to scope out waterfront real estate that might be suitable for our retirement.

Personally, I find that white privilege is highly over-rated. True, I’ve never suffered police brutality, although there were a couple of occasions in my youth where I didn’t really think it was necessary for the dickheads to draw their sidearms. And I have to admit they didn’t open fire, so maybe white privilege does count for something.

Anyway, we had a fine day of it, capped by a lovely lunch at the Princess Hotel in Tobermory. That’s run by a Greek family. What’s up with the Greeks? Do they have white privilege? One thing I know for sure is they have a knack for running restaurants. The Kritikos family has done a great job with their hotel-restaurant, and they’ve recently expanded into offering extra-virgin olive oil from their family’s olive groves in the old country.

Then we drove around and collected some names off for sale signs, and got home to do some research on the internet. Here’s one real estate agent who came up more than once.

Not sure how far my white privilege is gonna get me in my quest for waterfront on the Bruce.