It’s that time of year again where the media is full of advice on how to deal with your retrograde racist climate change denying Trump supporting sexist nationalist cis-gendered homophobic deplorable bible-clinging gun-fondling uncle at Thanksgiving. My question is do such creatures really exist? And why always uncles? Certainly there must be many nasty Aunts or cousins or in-laws who would serve just as well as strawpersons to denigrate. Why is uncle-shaming the narrative prop of choice to own, destroy or eviscerate? Are our chattering classes so void of imagination?
Maybe I’m too sensitive because I’m an Uncle myself, but even a troglodyte like me knows enough to check my avuncular privilege at the table. Are there really families that hold ideological debates over the yams?