My parents, in watching the RNC coverage on the local news, called me forth to the living room to show me the police in riot gear upon horse. "Of Course The Police Will Hit You Back Stupid!" they call to blackblockerA. I say, "Very Fair Grounds when youve got a gun and a horse"
my parents say "Do what the police tell you and you wont get hurt!"
"Why?" i ask and they glare at me like I'm stupid
and they watch a police officer spray a bunch of people and I say "Yes this was justified GrownUps!" and they say "He has a responsibility!" and i ask what this is and they say "to protect a fellow officer" and i say thats interesting and they get angrier looking

and eventually my mom says GO AWAY! and shakes her head and looks at stepdad and says Told You So
this is my exit to leave, they are only proud of me as far as the idea of me goes,
when i try to explain anything in reality its very upsetting

and i realize this was always the reaction to any developing thought i had growing up that didnt come from Fox 9
(and my conversation attempting to explain the fallacy with this network i dont even want to think about now)
so i remember watching this mexican man on trial for murder
and i remember saying i felt sorry for him because he was convicted practically before identified as suspect
and i remember my stepdad getting so angry
so so angry
yelling at me to go away "YOURE CRAZY. YOU REALLY ARE CRAZY THIS TIME. HOW COULD YOU FEEL BAD FOR HIM GO AWAY MEAGHAN GO AWAY."

It is very daunting.
parents
you dont even want to listen?



i feel so sad