Long time, no post. I'm sorry about that.
I don't even have an icon that can accurately convey the amount of fail in my day, but Rodney McKay will have to do.
I'm in Wisconsin for a family reunion. Trips to Wisconsin to see my family can always be tedious, because they are rather religious for the most part, and also live in a bubble of ignorance. The last time I was here was in the spring, because my grandfather was dying. They weren't as bad then, but it was probably due to the circumstances.
While getting ready for the family reunion today, overheard my cousin and aunt downstairs debating with my mom over the Chik-fil-a thing. Had to walk down and interject that freedom of speech does not protect you from other people thinking you're an asshole, and also point out all the hateful campaigns Chik-fil-a has sponsored. This turned into a debate over gay marriage, with my mom talking about her gay friends who've been together for years, and who don't have visitation rights if one of them goes into intensive care. She even brought up Sally Ride. There are times I'm really proud of my mom.
Of course, later as we were going to the reunion she said I probably shouldn't talk about politics. I told her if it was brought up in conversation with me, I wouldn't hold my tongue. I'm 24, I've spent years around these people keeping quiet because I didn't want to cause a stir, and at this point I don't even fucking care who I offend. Fortunately for probably everyone, politics did not get brought up, though I did have to sit through a group of my cousins and aunts talking about 50 Shades of fucking Grey. I told those who hadn't read it that it was awful, please spare yourselves the terrible writing, abusive relationships, and thinly-veiled twilight fanfiction. Not sure how effective I was. It got to points in the day when I had to slip out for "fresh air" but really just to spare myself all the awkward small talk.
(Oh, a side note regarding this morning. My mom went to work out after Chik-fil-a debate. I had to deal with my cousin justifying stereotypes while using terms like "nigger" and "spik". There is no arguing with him. He is perfectly content in being a racist homophobic fuckwit.)
My dad and I got to the point where we were family'd out, and we finally got my mom on our side to go back to my aunt's. When we got there, my uncle was watching one of the Olympic track events, and actually yelled at the screen "Go, nigger, go!" I about snapped, but fortunately my mom objected before I had the chance to. She told my uncle not to talk like that, and if he persisted she would actually leave. I just walked upstairs, my parents didn't stop me. Overheard my mom saying "seriously, Ashley isn't even going to come back down." I just....I can't anymore. I am so tired of dealing with them. I can't even begin to comprehend why he would think that's an appropriate thing to say IN ANY SITUATION. I am going to be so happy when I'm back home.
And the best part is, I can't even vent on facebook, because too much of my family has friended me there. Fuck everything.