Mine hit me with the “We’re spending all this money on you now so you can’t grow up and say we didn’t spend money on you when your were a kid.”
I was eating dinner with my dad a year ago when he told me about how he believes jews secretly run the world and that there’s something fishy about the Rothschilds. I burst out laughing thinking my dad had suddenly developed a very modern online sense of humor, but unfortunately no.
I’ve never known my dad to be antisemitic, and he even explained that regular jews are a different group from the ones in control.
I straight up told him it’s ridiculous and that he needs to get off the internet, but he never agreed with me. I still don’t know how to handle the situation really.
Oh and my mom went borderline sovereign citizen a few years ago, but I don’t remember what insane thing she said first.
I straight up told him it’s ridiculous and that he needs to get off the internet…
Which is especially crazy when I imagine I’m not the only one who was constantly told my personally developed views were influenced purely from “listening to all those liberals on the internet.”
Confirmation bias is a helluva drug, pops. :(
What’s wild is that my dad is a democrat, “union man”, who is himself otherwise liberal. He agrees that there’s a class war, but that the rich are organized specifically by a few secret unimaginably rich jewish families for unclear purposes.
Well like all lunatic right wing theories this has a kernel of truth. He just needs to strike Jewish, and the purpose is even more money.
From personal experience the "you’re overthinking it, its just class warfare nothing else and that is bad enough " was to me the more effective way of pulling well meaning generally liberal/left leaning people back from the edge of the lunatic to fascism pipeline. I once made the mistake of doing “yes and (the Jesuits and the Medici)” in an ill advised attempt at humor. That person is not in my life anymore. It was far too comfortable being a hateful lunatic around me.
Two weeks after I explained to my father why I had an abortion … and he calmly said he understood my reasons … he told me I’d murdered his grandchild.
He was a real winner, my dad.
I’m so sorry he responded like that, he’s not the one who would have carried, birthed, and raised that child. I hope you’re doing okay and are at peace with the decision you made.
Thanks. I’m good. I thought long and hard about it beforehand because I didn’t want to regret my decision.
We’re spending all this money on you now so you can’t grow up and say we didn’t spend money on you when your were a kid.
C’mon now, don’t be ungrateful. I mean… you made the conscious decision to be born, right?
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/s, obvously.
I remember talking about how the sun is relatively small compared to how big stars can get. Then my dad said “wait, the sun isn’t a star…” He basically thought the sun’s technical term was “a sun” and that stars are actually as tiny as they appear to us in the sky.
Stars are holes in the blanket caused by people doing good deeds
When I was little, I did something bad (I don’t even remember what it was), and my mom got angry with me about it, and I was already crying, and I asked her “Do you still love me?” and she said “I don’t know”, and that shit has stuck with me forever and I’m sure contributes to the fact that I don’t truly trust anyone. If I brought it up to her now, she’d 100% deny it.
That’s rough. I still love you, pal.
Aw, thanks, guy.
Light that gas right up, mom.
I had moved away a few years and my mother was homeless due to her own choices and lack of effort to do anything. My wife and I were in town visiting her family, and we decided to take my mother out to dinner. During the meal she was (rightly) complaining about the perils of being homeless and having to watch out for the pigs. I suggested that she look into getting into some government housing. You know her response?
“I don’t want to be the light in he dark.”
If you’re as confused as I pretended I was, she means she didn’t want to live with/around black people. Which was really fucking surprising to me, considering we had lived with, around, and had been friends with all kinds of POC growing up (as you you tend to do in poor and mixed neighborhoods and when you have to rent out rooms to get by). That level of racism was rather surprising, but she had become toxic as fuck in the years before I moved, so it shouldn’t have been.
My step father told me about the time he told my biological father that he had slept with my mom.
I was a small child and we were all living in a house together, my mom, biological father and step father(my bio dads bff at the time). Step father took my bio father out and told him what they had done. My bio father was so happy to hear the news he shook my step father’s hand and thanked him profusely. He then proceeded to tell my step father how he wanted to burn the house down with me and my mom in it so this is the best news he could possibly get.
After my step father told me this story he followed it up with “at that moment I should have known and left your mother” 🫠
I’m guessing your Mom is now on ‘team Bear’.
I would consider that your Mom is the problem here except that the dudes lumped you in with being burned alive, and that suggests they are the PoS.
** record scratch noises **
When she admitted that one of my teachers was interesting and if not for the reason that she was already in a relationship she might have tried flirting with him because he was cute
I mean, there are some dark unhinged things in the pipeline of wtf memories, but I prefer the funny and lighthearted ones.
Like when my 80something year old dad got into Shawn the Sheep and Bluey and would start babbling on about the lore in the shows and explain character arcs for different characters and letting me know that this or that season is awesome but that the latest season was total ass.
He also named his lawnmower after one of the characters in one of the shows and actively refers to it by that name when he talks about his gardening projects.
Reading this makes me realize how many people had really fucked up childhoods. I feel sorry for all of you, don’t give up hope for humanity, and choose (if you can) how to live your own life. There are better people out there.
Basically anything full on Cult of Personality for Trump plus steadily increasing levels of fundamentalism Christianity. Holidays have been getting…tense to say the least.
You don’t get to pick the family you’re born into. You do get to pick your family as an adult.
I was talking to my father about the war in Palestine (my family and I are Jewish so its not unusual). I said “hey maybe peace is a better way of combatting terrorism”, he responded that concentration camps should be built to combat terrorism and strip the Palestinians of their culture and identity.
“When education isn’t liberating, the dream of the oppressed is to become the oppressor” - Paulo Freire
Thats sadly what happened to my people
Excellent quote and deeply, tragically profound.
l’ve noticed the modern philosophizing kids have distilled this mentality down to the mocking phrase:
“One day I’ll get to be the one wearing the boot! :D”
It’s an extremely unfortunate quote especially when you consider the context of Paulo Freire’s work: he was an educator that understood that teaching should not be an assembly line even back in 1960s, when the adult illiterate population was very large. One of his feats was coming with with a method that successfully meshed adults’ livelihoods and work as means to teach them how to read and write in record time. To the country’s despair, the 1964 coup killed any chance of his method being applied nationwide. He was jailed for a bit over 2 months as “traitor” then had to exile himself.
Yet, to this day, he’s demonized by the political right as a subversive communist and the main “culprit”, according to them, for the failures of our education system (“they only teach ideology at schools and universities!!!”), despite his methods only ever being applied in very limited places and times.
My mother used to call me a son of a bitch until I one day replied “I know”.
Or
“I don’t believe in god because of the things He has done to me, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t believe in Him”
She also talked about her “schizo friend” quite a lot, as if the events were recent, even though there was no chance she had seen the person in over a decade.
We don’t speak anymore.
Reminds me of a day when my mother and i had a “your mom joke battle” (friendly)
I think it ended when she said something like “your mom is so bad, she only managed to get dumb and ugly kids”
My da told me “God does not forgive people who curse his name.”
I asked “But God forgives people who sexually abuse kids?”
“If they ask for forgiveness, yes.”
wHy DoNt YoU aTtEnD cHuRcH aNyMoRe??? lmao shut up.
Parent told me I shouldn’t hold it against my older sibling who abused me when I was younger because the older sibling also remembered my birthday and got me toys when I was younger
