

Parent #1 is christian, and has all the mental faculties that come with that. #1 gets dragged into the current republican bullshit by proximity to the fusion of christofascism. I can still talk to that one about most things, as long as neither of us brings up anything about current government. Seeing as I live with #1 to make sure medicine is taken and quality of life doesn’t deteriorate, the days are… strained at best. We talk for a moment, I check up on the health, and then it’s either off to work and back to my portion of the house, or I avoid the other portion of the house and try to carry on my hobbies.
Parent #2 was once, so I thought, the logical, reserved one who didn’t care for politics. Then it turned out #2 just thought because #2 worked for the government, it was best to never really hold beliefs. As soon as #2 retired, fox news was turned on 24/7, and suddenly the mild distaste for people ‘not like me’ turned into full fledged rants. I try to keep all contact to a minimum, because I still love my parent and I’m sure #2 loves me, but I think that’s just deep roots from childhood. All of the good characteristics are still there, just buried beneath that vile layer of filth that manifests as hate. Every now and then you see the good qualities shine through, and it kills me knowing they’re likely going to never be the main character traits again. I can’t break contact because there’s a part of me that just can’t give up hope, but it hurts that I can’t come and actually talk through the much deeper thoughts on the world I have now like we did when I was still considering what musical tastes I had.
Right? Anyone who has been paying attention to the healthcare thing in america should know that what you call something influences immensely what people think about something. Just look at the difference in support in polling when they call it the affordable healthcare act OR obamacare.