So, one of my aunts just died.
Hold it with the condolences, that's not what this is about. She had cancer and was released into hospice care to die at home, so this isn't exactly unexpected.
This isn't even about her...it's about this stupid, stupid idea my brother has about a Family Christmas and why that is just, like, a freaking horrible idea that will end badly.
And that sort of statement requires some background. So hop in and take a ride on the WTF Is Wrong With You People train.
My dad and one brother are alcoholics (that brother still lives with my dad and is in his mid 30s) and over the past five years or so have become completely socially withdrawn and obsessed with conspiracy theories- if you try to logically argue anything they'll pull this 'well, you can't trust history' BS...it's rather exhausting being around them.
And OMFG- the other day my brother argued for THREE HOURS trying to say that Porgy and Bess was a collection of folk songs collected from s