Neither do I presume to understand the experience, thoughts, words, or actions of oppressed and marginalized people. I realize that I can't speak for them or even about them in any enlightened way and I accept that the most I can do is speak with them, in solidarity (I expect that there will be occasions to post their words, videos, music, art, and ideas on this blog, when relevant, and on such occasions I'll be sure to keep my own contributions sparse).
The only thing that qualifies me to speak about privilege, then, is the fact that I have it. In spades.
While I may not be an expert on race relations or gender stereotypes, nobody is more qualified to talk about me and my own experiences than I am. Nobody is better acquainted with my story, especially where my privilege helped to shape it. So my hope is that others with and without privilege will find points of solidarity with me as I continue to explore and leverage my own.
Then we can move this conversation forward, no matter the credentials (or privileges) we bring to the table.