by cheri block sabraw
Oppression is no joke.
Marching into a packed boxcar during the winter of 1939 in Prague is oppression.
Having a overseer whip and slash the back until the flesh is shredded in 1858 on a South Carolina plantation is oppression.
Bending over with a short hoe in the Salinas Valley, weeding a field of strawberries in high heat, with few breaks and no toilet, is oppression.
The new political animal, the likes of Representatives Omar and Ocasio-Cortez- vying for attention by vacuous social media–lead by lightweights, play the oppression card often, shamelessly. And why should they feel shame about doing so if they have no idea about history other than what they can learn on Wikipedia?
The denizens of oppression–Obama, Ellison, Warren, Harris, Booker, Bernie, and a host of other people who have no real idea about it– slog on in the mines and factories, on the docks and picket lines of their imaginations.
It’s vogue to cite oppression in politics. It makes for sassy news clips and terse sound bites, the tropes now of the uninformed experts.
They seem to be as oppressed as stuffed animals in a baby’s crib.