My libtard relatives are predictable as hell. I send them something with actual journalistic guts, and they instantly fire back with their little dossiers—‘Oh, the author’s linked to some conservative think tank!’ I hit them with, ‘Yeah, but did you read it?’ And like obedient Catholic schoolgirls scared of a nun’s ruler, they clutch their pearls and squeal, ‘We’d never touch it, it’s straight from Satan’s playbook.’
You mean, you still actually try? I finally learned my lesson, even with someone I thought had some general skepticism throughout his life, a couple of years ago and I'll never bother again unless someone shows inquisitiveness.
My libtard relatives are predictable as hell. I send them something with actual journalistic guts, and they instantly fire back with their little dossiers—‘Oh, the author’s linked to some conservative think tank!’ I hit them with, ‘Yeah, but did you read it?’ And like obedient Catholic schoolgirls scared of a nun’s ruler, they clutch their pearls and squeal, ‘We’d never touch it, it’s straight from Satan’s playbook.’
You mean, you still actually try? I finally learned my lesson, even with someone I thought had some general skepticism throughout his life, a couple of years ago and I'll never bother again unless someone shows inquisitiveness.