God is really there! : Oppression too much or too little…A short story

Oppression too much or too little…A short story

This is my country and we have the right to speak freely as guaranteed by the constitution.

So am airing my oppressed grievances—racial, religious, and political they may be.

My ancestors were white and then there was one that was black. (Might have been more hidden with the skeletons in the closet or was that my gay cousin?) My ancestors were slaves. Well actually they were share-croppers. Well actually they were step-sons of an old reprobate plantation owner on the Mississippi Delta. Mr. Charlie A. (pre-WW II) would strap his step sons to the plow to pull when it came time for cotton seed planting. But their oppression has really opened up my eyes. Because of their oppression in having to be mules, it has trickled down in my lifestyle.

My ancestor, also African-American (high yellow French), was so oppressed when she sailed from Canada to New Orleans for a better life, she lied about her race so she could help populate a bunch of white children in Mississippi racists. This too has trickled down in my lifestyle.

My ancestors were so oppressed in Ireland, that the history in the USA is a totally fabricated. He didn’t leave Ireland peacefully, he left as a wanted man for murder of his landlord. Landlord got drunk, wounded his wife and shooting her brother while he had a high fever in bed. You guessed he fled to the colonies on the fasted ship he could find with his sons, who happen to be noted Revolutionary soldiers under the command of George Washington. Of course, this oppression has trickled down to cause me great anguish.

My ancestors were so discriminated against, the (three women in three different states) couldn’t open up a bank account until their husbands approved and said it was okay. This was really terrible to say the least and has left me psychological oppressed and damaged all the same.

My descendants are oppressed because they are confused about the cultural appropriated society we all live in and haven’t a clue what country this is until someone says, “Good morning.” Two are haven’t got a clue, three are Vietnamese, and two Hispanic. The “I haven’t got a clue what I am” dates a Cuban who calls herself Caribbean Islander. Just say yes and agree because I still don’t understand what she is saying. The “I haven’t got a clue what I am” is married to a full fledge Texas born Hispanic. They have two children – one brown eyed and one blue eyed. They are looking forward to being oppressed. I will make sure of it. They will be oppressed because we crack enough “wetback border jokes or swimming the Rio jokes” to last a lifetime.

The three Vietnamese are oppressed most definitely. Two look Hispanic and speak Spanish fluently and the third looks like a skinny white boy who is practices free style martial arts (I should say Martian Arts.) He is the little skinny runt of the group, mean as a yard dog, but sweet as a playful puppy unless you mess with him. He is the odd man out because he looks totally European white. Their mother associated with a full Hispanic raised religious racists Nazi trained skin head who broke loose of his cultural rearing to be very benevolent until you mention certain races or religions. Then he just cusses under his breath and walks away.

I am truly oppressed for the following reasons and need reparation:

1. I have a question mental status based on my ancestors and descendants

2. Since I have been on social media (i.e. Facebook) I have been noted as an evil anti-Christian, mean spirited, un-American, socialist, stupid bitch, liberal, hateful, racists, Bible thumper, misogynistic (yes, I said it and yes, I am a female) idiot, stupid, ignorant, fool, dumbass, liar, and much more. (If I believed any of these names I would surely be oppressed.)

I am oppressed because this entire word “oppressed” makes no sense in modern day America. A person is oppressed if they allow themselves to be and feel oppressed. Everybody has a cause! Well, I for one, feel there are too many causes for the good of any society to function with some sort of normal cohesiveness. It is to the point of being ridiculous. I will have to put the blame of over 60% on the media and people who just want to get their jollies off playing with actual ignorance of society in general—mean pranksters with nothing better to do than drum up emotional drama. We have a sense now, that when one falsehood is told it is repeated until it becomes truth. Leaving many a person confused as to what is the truth.

The truth is that everybody puts their pants on the same, one leg at a time. Everyone eats the same with their mouth unless they are medically unable to. Everyone in America at one point a day, sits on a toilet unless they wear diapers or medically unable to. Everyone enjoys the same freedoms as guaranteed in the constitution. In America, everyone would like to enjoy a peaceful existence, work and feed their families accordingly. Some have it harder than others.

Bottom line. Be:

Humble

Do not be so proud that you consider yourself better

It is lonely at the top of perfect and farther to the fall when you hit the ground

Benevolent

Giving to each other in need means the returns will be great when we least expect it

Humanity in actions make a difference

Respect

Being tactful isn’t politically correct, it is respect for others

Speaking wrong can be hurtful possibly to someone you love very dearly

Liberal, conservative, etc., name calling doesn’t show respect for yourself or others

Tolerance