These are the first holidays since dad brought his girlfriend home (he’s 47, she’s 24). My brother and I live with him. At this year’s Christmas meal besides the usual guests, mom and girlfriend’s parents were also present. Definitely an unusual situation but it was a nice event cause everybody was levelheaded.
It’s so strange that a lot of people have the need to push others down for what interests they are enjoying.
On the other hand, I’m looking at Lemmy and I’m seeing the exact same thing here - downvoting when you don’t agree instead of leaving it alone.
My family ranges between snobby bourgeoisie to lower level elites, and they act like they can’t comprehend anything that isn’t the squeaky clean version of the American Dream, seemingly to preserve their fragile illusion that they are better than anything less. Saying that they refuse to recognize their privilege would be the understatement of the year. I’ve heard members of millionaire families among them describe themselves as “middle class” because their friends are billionaires.
So, as you can imagine, it becomes difficult to know what to talk about when they think the movies I like are obscene, my problems at work are ungratefulness, my travels in Mexico are recklessness, my interest in technology is criminality, and the story of my life is a tragedy.
Hence, I tend to just get drunk and ask them questions to keep the focus off me, but I don’t always succeed.
Haha :) It’s all relative I guess. Billionaires are comparing themselves to other billionaries, not the guy down the street who sits in wallmart cash register all day.
I don’t like my family either. We don’t really choose what people become our parents… Or maybe we do, but it takes place outside this realm before we are born, if we do. I envy people who like their parents.