Sometimes I love my father, but sometimes he infuriates me beyond all reason. Sometimes he does both in the same day! And usually it happens on Facebook because god knows when he says things that piss me off to my face, nothing good ever comes of it and usually I end up running away to cry in peace.

...you know, he honestly thinks I'm afraid of him, and I can kind of see why. I'm not afraid of him, I'm just exasperated to the point of tears at how someone I know can be so loving and smart in some ways can be such a bigoted moron in other ways. I know I'm not going to change his political opinion with anything short of massive brain trauma, but he could just once let something pass by without spouting off his conservative party line at me.

The fact that we can occasionally watch the Daily Show together speaks worlds to the power of silence, really.