Here is my 23 and Me report. I am f*cking white. Just white. Oppressively white. Options:
- Growing up, making fun of people from Poland was natural. We called them (me) Polacks. Do I keep on that? Like the joke where a Polack doesn’t open his parachute until it’s 10 feet and ‘he can jump from there’?
- Do I adopt general UK jokes? Teeth? Food? They are….after all…. fat.
- Do I wonder what matters? Wait…wait if we’re all humans…what then?