White Liberals Who Want A Black Person To Rescue Them From White Guilt.

I Ain't Cummin.

The other day, I attended a potluck dinner at my local community center.

As soon as I arrived, I took note that I was the only black woman in the room. In fact, aside from the woman working the front desk, I was the only person of color in a room full of white, mostly older people wearing the usual Birkenstocks that dominate the local fashion scene.

I wa…