My time living on a Christian college campus allowed me to see deeper within the logic of whiteness. I saw how a culture of niceness could be combined with the dangerous ideologies that are death–dealing to communities of color. In particular, the unrelenting white gaze on black bodies, although leveled by friendly people, unveiled for me the ways that blackness meant, for many, guilty until proven innocent. It was a culture in which racial minorities frequently had to prove themselves worthy of respect.
