Basically, Piper Chapman is White privilege in a jumpsuit. She is an amalgamation— a seasoning-free gumbo, if you will—of all the most soul-stabbing, aggressively terrible qualities found in all of history’s most insufferable White characters.
The show, under all the diverse casting and greatly appreciated humanity, is the tale of a troubled White woman—whose current predicament is an isolated incident, not a cultural norm—being dropkicked off of Mount Privilege and forcefully integrated to the dark, cruel darkie-filled world beyond her comfy waspy bubble of cashmere sweaters, cucumber sandwiches and artisanal soaps. She is learning, in 13 tightly packed episodes, what marginalization feels like.
We are watching a White woman meet injustice for the first time. Woe is she.