Frustration
i've survived two days of living with my parents and my sister
right now i'm biting my tongue so hard that i think it will start bleeding soon
let me preface everything with the fact that y mum and i are both highly opinionated, just in opposite directions. i am a smug guardian reader (there's no point hiding that) and my family reads the sun (topless models and all). occasionally my sister buys the times (but does not read it) to look clever.
yesterday i had a dispute with my mum about the fact that i was reading barack obama. she said that mccain was a good guy (fair enough) and that she wouldn't trust a black man to run the country. to this i argued. then she says 'but you'd not want an indian man running the UK'. jesus. i told her i voted green. apparentl this is 'even more useless'. how can i counter racism like this when it is engrained in the very fabric of my family.
then last night i got chastened by my sister by saying that john mccain used to be quite good looking (it is already established that i think sarah palin is hot). 'i can't believe you think that! yadda yadda yadda'. let's just say i shouted a lot back about their appearance having nothing to do with their policies until i couldn't breathe anymore.
just now my mum was talking about hairdressers. most of whom she thinks are gay men. fair enough. until she says 'because they like to be around women so much that they want to become them'. add to the fact that my mum also thought my gay hairdresser was going to give me aids at one point.
i don't know how much longer i can stay here before there's a massacre on our hands.
right now i'm biting my tongue so hard that i think it will start bleeding soon
let me preface everything with the fact that y mum and i are both highly opinionated, just in opposite directions. i am a smug guardian reader (there's no point hiding that) and my family reads the sun (topless models and all). occasionally my sister buys the times (but does not read it) to look clever.
yesterday i had a dispute with my mum about the fact that i was reading barack obama. she said that mccain was a good guy (fair enough) and that she wouldn't trust a black man to run the country. to this i argued. then she says 'but you'd not want an indian man running the UK'. jesus. i told her i voted green. apparentl this is 'even more useless'. how can i counter racism like this when it is engrained in the very fabric of my family.
then last night i got chastened by my sister by saying that john mccain used to be quite good looking (it is already established that i think sarah palin is hot). 'i can't believe you think that! yadda yadda yadda'. let's just say i shouted a lot back about their appearance having nothing to do with their policies until i couldn't breathe anymore.
just now my mum was talking about hairdressers. most of whom she thinks are gay men. fair enough. until she says 'because they like to be around women so much that they want to become them'. add to the fact that my mum also thought my gay hairdresser was going to give me aids at one point.
i don't know how much longer i can stay here before there's a massacre on our hands.