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My uncle keeps sending group texts of straight-up Qanon or transphobic hatred shit and I just don't respond, nobody does

My dad's Facebook page paints a profile of a painfully stereotypical boomer conservative, he thinks Bernie Sanders is a communist and Joe Biden pressed the make gas expensive button

My mom listens to Adam Carolla

My surviving grandma is 91 and watches Fox News all day, weeping for how bad California looks now with all the homeless people living on bridges but not a thought for the people and where they're supposed to fucking go since simply existing in public is basically illegal for them

Teaching my grandkid that racism was invented by Judeo-Bolshevik agent provocateur Trotsky to shame and silence white people from being, well, racist. Meemaw and Pep Pep are just happy you're back.

This is definitely a real thing for the boomer brainworm crowd. They scream that anyone to the left of Marco Rubio is a pedophile and then are shocked—shocked!—that their kids don't want to expose their grandkids to that.

My boomer parents are wisely playing both sides. For example, they brag that their grandkids are getting homeschooled. They get Facebook Social Credit from their friends who are so happy that these kids will be avoiding the Woke Agenda. (Ha, haha, ahahahahahahaha)

I'm very thankful that my family is full of leftists. Some of these posts tell me I'd be traumatized if I lived in some of these households. Instead I get to hear my dad go on hour long rants about the US Empire and how the president of El Salvador is a fascist dumbass. He does tend to say things during those rants that could be labelled as problematic but he's also a farmboy from a rural area in a developing country.

Man I fucking feel for you guys in this thread. My parents are just well-meaning libs who immediately cave when I apply pressure. Like when JK Rowling was first getting onto her bullshit and I whipped out an "actually my friend is trans and you knew her pre-transition" it basically blew the transphobia out of them like a shotgun blast. I'd rent my parents out to you guys if I could so you could have a couple old academic libs to very lightly dunk on with the understanding that they are still trying to figure out a confusing world even in old age.

Edit: I should add that I empathize because growing up in the South, most of my friends had the parents you describe and I was pretty familiar with how unstable it made them feel at home.

Yeah I'm literally in the process of trying to figure out how to stay in contact with my father but cut off all communications with my mother. She's gone off the deep end. Any conversation with her centers around her racist hatred of Mexicans. She always wants to tell me highly exaggerated and likely fabricated stories of encounters with Mexicans she's had. The woman carries a switchblade and always grasps for it in her purse if she sees someone with too dark of a complexion. I can't be in public with her because if she hears a single word of Spanish around her, her eyes get wide and she'll start muttering to herself about how "Mexicans should all go back."

We live in Texas, so often these people aren't even from Mexico. It's just Latinos, mostly people born in Texas in the first place.

She's super into Trump as well, obviously, but she's one of the odd ones who is also pro-vaccine, so at least she has that. She worships the British royal family too...and is also somehow an advocate for Irish decolonization (she claims we have Irish ancestry even though as far as I can tell our family came from Poland)

Yes, it is the child's fault for not attending to the emotional needs of the parent. How may I serve you today, my liege

My adoptive parents bought me so my adoptive mother would have control over my wedding/baby shower and what children I have and she wouldn't risk being alone on holidays when her biological children (all sons) get married.

They've been so much worse to me after I told them I'm not having kids because now they wasted money on buying and raising me

Lots of y'all are posting about the politics divide. My mom won't let the church thing rest. When I moved out for college she was constantly asking about me finding a new "church home" there. Eventually I had to have the talk and she just couldn't comprehend that I could be secular and have a moral compass without a bible. It helped me a little that my siblings have finally had the talk too, but every couple of months or years she checks in to see if we've changed our minds. At least we aren't being disowned or anything, but holy shit please just let me have my own beliefs. I think she's worried we're all going to hell (especially worried about grandkids), which I guess I empathize with a tiny bit if I put myself in the shoes of a concerned religious parent, but like, just pray on it and trust the Lord or whatever. We've made up our minds.