It’s never sat well with me being categorized as one of “The privileged” simply because I’ve had access to tertiary education. I’ve always been very aware of my family’s economic and class background. My maternal grandmother was a single parent and worked as a cleaner for middle class Venezuelans in order to send money to Trinidad to support her three children being cared for by her relatives. My paternal grandfather worked for white, expatriate, Englishmen on oil rigs for 20 years until he opened his own well servicing business. My parents lifted themselves out of extreme poverty to create a better life. All this is to say that I am ever aware of the people I come from and thus having access to a privileged world and “the key to power” via the law, seems farcical to me rather than a defining point of who I am.