Brief synopsis of my family's political dynamic:
My dad = rich, upper middle class conservative. The only thing he is even a smidge liberal about is women's rights in sports, and that is only because he had two daughters and no sons. Everything else - fiscally, socially, he lives and breathes conservativism. But really, he means well. And loves me.
My sister = politics never really caught her interest, so she just turned into my father. The things she says sometimes makes me think that she's read a lot of Anne Coulter - but those books are too long for her.
Me = the fiesty liberal foil to my father. Although he (and my other conservative minions) believe that I get more fiscally conservative the longer I am in the workforce. But still fiesty. And socially liberal like you wouldn't believe.
My mother = secretly, a fiesty liberal. I KNEW I got it from someone. She quietly disagrees with my father on political issues, in her own adorable liberal way.
We were only allowed to academically talk about politics growing up. We had to discuss both points of view in all political issues, because my parents did not want myself or my sister to agree with a political opinion just because our parents told us too. They refused to tell us who they ever voted for, saying it was a "personal decision that did not have to be shared."
So that backstory was necessary for this:
Today, in the paper, I found this article. I sent it in an email to the family, and said this: "Who votes for Ron Paul? Stoners and Mom."
Why is this funny? Because one day my mother admitted that she voted for Ron Paul in the last election because: "Look at the candidates I had to choose from. He was the best I could do."
HAHAHA.
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