Throughout my life, I’ve dismissed many of my opinions on the basis that I’m merely a white man, and society doesn’t need opinions from someone like myself. Yet on rare occasions, I’ve felt that a few of my most inner ideas had, I don’t know, a certain ‘validity’ about them. Until recently I was afraid to admit this in public.
But then my DNA results came in.
It turns out that I’m not white at all. Not by a long shot. Because no matter how what my pigmentation, the recent results received to me from AncestryDNA reveal that while I’m partially white privilege (sixty-percent), I’m in fact 26 per cent South Asian, and a further 4 per cent Gujarati.
Suddenly, small things started to make sense. My father’s accent for example, had always sounded strikingly Sri Lankan – and although this makes sense due him being born in Sri Lanka and looking somewhat Sri Lankan, it still came as a shock.
Growing up, he’d always claimed to have been fully European, as a member of the Sri Lankan Dutch Burgher minority. He didn’t merely claim to have had some Dutch blood, but instead claimed to be related to Prussians and, therefore, I suppose, the Germanic Royal Family, and possibly the true heirs to obscure European thrones such as Bulgaria or Romania.
Sadly, this doesn’t appear to be the case.
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