I’m white. I’m proud. Yet I’m confused about this “white pride” business.Because the two qualities seem to belong to different realms, race and self-esteem, without much intersection. My race is a condition of birth. I didn’t have to work hard for it. I almost said it’s like being left-handed, but I am rather proud of being left-handed, as it sets me apart and imposed a series of minor lifelong challenges that I overcame.That’s what leads to pride: facing difficulties, accomplishing something hard, something that not everybody can do. Using right-handed scissors requires effort and a bit of dexterity, for a...