Oh, well, my dad is a through and through MAGA Q Anon person, who builds ghost guns with his own machining equipment in his garage. Ghost gun meaning no serial number in the receiver. As in, they’re all inherently illegal.
Any time I’d best him in a debate, oh suddenly he isn’t interested in politics anymore.
Except he’s been listening and watching the same total wackos the whole time, and lying about it, because he comes out of nowhere with some insane claim I’ve never heard of, then I spend a day tracking down that, yep, here’s the source of that claim, nutjob #839, just saying shit with no evidence and presenting it as if its a fact, or wildly, wildly mischaracterizing a story by leaving out key details and intentionally misunderstanding important procedures and mechanisms the story relies on.
Last time I talked to him he was convinced Tom Hanks’ son killed, raped and ate babies for their adrenochrome, making up stories about being assaulted by racial minorities at WalMart, attempting to convince my other friends and family that I am schizophrenic and need to be locked into an asylum.
I hope you realize how lucky you are to have a grandma who is merely deluded into thinking the MAGAts aren’t a threat.
Oh, well, my dad is a through and through MAGA Q Anon person, who builds ghost guns with his own machining equipment in his garage. Ghost gun meaning no serial number in the receiver. As in, they’re all inherently illegal.
Any time I’d best him in a debate, oh suddenly he isn’t interested in politics anymore.
Except he’s been listening and watching the same total wackos the whole time, and lying about it, because he comes out of nowhere with some insane claim I’ve never heard of, then I spend a day tracking down that, yep, here’s the source of that claim, nutjob #839, just saying shit with no evidence and presenting it as if its a fact, or wildly, wildly mischaracterizing a story by leaving out key details and intentionally misunderstanding important procedures and mechanisms the story relies on.
Last time I talked to him he was convinced Tom Hanks’ son killed, raped and ate babies for their adrenochrome, making up stories about being assaulted by racial minorities at WalMart, attempting to convince my other friends and family that I am schizophrenic and need to be locked into an asylum.
I hope his mechanical heart valve fails.
Sounds like our dads could be friends.
You have my condolences.