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My time bitching

It appears that no one is ever on when I really need to talk to them (sorry for the whiny pretension), so I’m just going to vent into the darkness in the hopes that it makes me feel better.

I always did find it strange that my parents could so easily make fun of everything I care about and then get pissed at me whenever I turn around and do the same back to them. My case and point tonight is when I was joking about making my family watch the movie Yellow Submarine. I don’t care whether they watch it or not, since they can usually be completely misunderstanding about anything that I like and refuse to embrace it on any level. I could go on a tirade about Eddie Izzard in this case.

Well, turns out my parents like to make fun of Beatles songs. I got a bit perturbed and made note to them that they always make fun of everything I care about and then they said that I could make fun of their music. I took the moment to point out that my mom only listens to Christian music and she flipped out. She went on a tirade about how I was attacking her belief system and said that I believe in The Beatles more than God.

Yep. Sure, why not.

I wanted to note that by making fun of someone’s choices in songs doesn’t mean that you are making fun of the CONTEXT of the songs. She also said something about how I’m just mad that she’s making fun of the Beatles, and again displaying how my family takes everything (and I do mean everything) out of context. I wanted to point out to her that songs talking about the Bible aren’t really THE BIBLE and have no true impact on her religion.

Brian, being painfully predictable and brutish, jumped to her aid as any good husband would do, and then began to talk about how insulting Christian music was insulting Christianity. What she doesn’t seem to understand (or Brian for that matter) is that unlike the Bible, the Beatles were their music. Insulting Christian songs doesn’t mean that I don’t believe in God or I don’t support my mother in her beliefs- to say such proves gross ignorance. It’s just that the Bible exists on its own, whereas, as I stated above, the Beatles were a rock band. That’s all they were. It’s very difficult to compare songs ABOUT the pre-existing Bible to songs that were made BY the Beatles. I suppose the logic was a bit baffling, and now I’m simply nitpicking.

To make a long story short(er), I’m infuriated. My mom and Brian turned my complaint about them shitting on everything I hold dear into me somehow despising God and making fun of my mother for her religion.

This family baffles me.