From China Digital Space
一小撮 (yī xiǎo cuō): small bunch
This term has been used by the government since at least the Cultural Revolution to denote groups of wrongdoers. It appears in official reports of both the Tiananmen Incident and the Weng’an Riot. The word’s overuse has drawn the ire of netizens. “A small bunch” literally means “milliliter” or “pinch.” However, incidents such as the Weng’an Riot that were blamed on a “small bunch” of troublemakers actually involved tens of thousands of people. An official report will often say something to the effect that “a small bunch of ‘baddies’ with ulterior motives had a hidden agenda to ‘fan the flames,’ thus ‘deceiving’ the masses who don’t understand the actual situation (一小撮别有用心的人“怀着”不可告人的目的“煽风点火”，而“不明真相”的群众则受其“蒙蔽”). Critics complain about the use of stock phrases like this because they minimize the underlying social ill that leads to disturbances and portray the aggrieved populace as simply being duped by a small group of troublemakers.
Emotions are always incited, the actual situation is never understood, and every crowd is a small bunch. I’ve heard this once, twice, thrice, four times, an infinite number of times. “Bunch” is a measurement. Dust is in a bunch, but dust can’t be bunched up. Salt is also in a bunch. A bunch makes you feel few, small, not worth a mention. It’s the tone of voice of the person you love deeply, but who doesn’t love you, beckoning you to come. It makes you feel so minuscule as to be weightless. And yet, except for the Creator, what kind of person can use this measurement? Who deserves to use it? Where there is no justice, there is the small bunch. Where there is no equality, there is the small bunch. Where there is no freedom, there is the small bunch. One small bunch upon another. A small bunch scattered by the wind. A small bunch washed away by the rain. But if it is not here, it will be there. The people who use this word think it’s the perfect insult. The people who hear this word think it’s the greatest praise. When this word is repeated once, twice, thrice, four times, an infinite number of times, there will be countless small bunches, and then I must ask: in the end, who really is the small bunch?