My Father the Conservative...

I was thinking about getting to this for a while.  There aren't a huge amount of people who read this blog.  Which is fine, I do this to vent and collect my thoughts on these subjects mostly.  I didn't use my full name in the beginning for several reasons.  Mostly I was talking about my employers and I didn't need to be fired for shit talking my bosses.

I still have a couple of reasons.  My grandmother is currently dying.  Coming out as an atheist to that section of my family would be devastating (I think anyway).  As morbid as it sounds, I'm going to wait until a while after the funeral.

I have another reason to keep things about my identity on the DL, at least to a section of people.  I may be working for my dad within the next few months.  I finally started to recieve unemployment while looking for work, but my dad is starting a new section of his business that lines up with some of my education.  I have a lot of student loans and I need something that pays at least $15 a hour to start making a dent in them.  At $13 a hour, I found myself donating plasma and working as a bartender part time to keep up with my minimum payments.  My AES loan has since doubled. 

He's offering my what I need to do a job that is somewhat up my alley.  He's offering the pay I need.  He's also trying to get me to start a dart board company, which is odd, but I can't take the chance of losing my unemployment on a more than likely unsuccessful business venture. 

I think one of the reasons he wants me to do this is his conservative ideology. He wasn't always a borderline tbagger, but he is now.  He thinks corporations should pay no taxes and rich people are the best thing in the world.  Right after I lost my job I had to hang out with one of his rich friends.  The guy reminded me of Barry from Storage Wars.  He was a pretentious douchbag who inherited his money from his dad.  Or as dad called him a second generation businessman.  Sure.

He wants me to pull myself up by my bootstraps.  At this point I don't have straps, or boots.  I owe people boots at the moment and I can't invest anything, because I have nothing.  No matter how many times I explain it, he doesn't understand.  My grandmother did okay, and he always had her to lean back on.  My mom doesn't have any money and dad wouldn't loan me money for school books in college.  I can't count on him for anything.  Which is why I don't think he'll follow through on this job.  I need it, so I'll humor him.

He also started to go on Facebook to start shit on liberal pages I'm a member of.  He knows I lean liberal, but I don't know if he forgot or if he's just a complete POS.  He was talking about running libs over in his Hummer.  Yeah, he drives a Hummer.  I'm not making this up.

He also whines about the Obama administration's policies.  He says it's bad for businesses, which I've pointed out that corporations are making more money than ever right now.  His business is doing so well he admittingly can't afford to fire some of the bad workers, because he needs every pair of hands he can get to push product out.  That doesn't sound like things are so bad to me.  Not to mention he dropped $35 grand on the equipment for the new dept he wants me to work in. 

I'm grateful to him, but it doesn't mean I have to kiss his ass when it comes to things I disagree with him on.  I push back from time to time, but he's mentally unstable at best.  He loves Glenn Beck.  It makes me sick.  He won't find this blog and if he does, I'll talk to him about how I feel and my opinions, but he knows my opinions.  It's not like a roll over all of the time.

He was a bad father when I was younger and I'm trying to spend as much time with him as I can before it's too late.  He doesn't know me very well as an adult.  Anyway, I'll be sure to start back up with more political and atheist commentary soon enough.