So white. So what

Somewhere before 'White Fragility' became the lingo du jour of anti-racism workshops, white people stopped telling me out loud that they were 'one of the good ones'. They chuckled and said 'Oh, I'm so white'. They offered me a conspiring wink. It's not as suave when I reciprocate. I can only blink, or hold my hand over one eye like an optometrist, testing just what it is I'm meant to be seeing.