Had a lovely dinner with my folks last night, but woke up this morning hating myself, mostly because I did not contradict the following points:
- they repeated the lies about Obama’s position on the pre-1967 borders, and
- my father compared Bill O’ Reilly’s spirituality to that of Brother Powers.
I hated myself because I didn’t fight them, show them how they’re wrong, remind them that as Fox news viewers they’re horribly misinformed. I should have gotten self-righteous on their asses.
I also hated myself because I didn’t not correct them out of some high-minded principle, but out of panic, if I think about my emotions at the time. I was terrified – of losing their affection, of engaging them in a confrontation, of fighting and perhaps getting my brothers involved again. I know that my emotional state wasn’t that clear at the time, but still I’d be willing to bet that a sincere desire to clear up Fox-based confusion was not high on my list.
Here’s hoping I sleep tonight!