The more time I spend in Cambodia, the more I appreciate life in the United States. The ordinary American rarely ponders things such as governmental corruption, propaganda, biased education, impromptu evictions, and certainly does not consider these concepts as relevant to their everday lives. Cambodians are not so fortunate. Even more evident than this contrast is that the American privilege crosses oceans, where it is further exacerbated. The more time I spend in Cambodia, the more apparent my elevated status as a foreigner becomes. Work provides a good example. I am frequently toted along on various rendezvous and interviews for no other purpose (as far as I can tell) than to sit and look, if not pretty, then white I have met renowned academics, CEOs, actors, and other famous faces. I was welcomed into the home
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