We the People are feeling like we are about to inherit our family Homestead from our rapidly declining, senile crotchety, racist, stick in the mud parents when they die. Hopefully sooner than later. You love your folks, but they are getting to be a bit much. Their outdated thoughts and ideas on how the world should be, horrible driving, Season pass to the wonderful world of dementia and generally disagreeable disposition have to go.
On your trip home for the holidays you have also start to notice that the family home is falling apart. Lots of fixes need to happen before any improvements can be even considered. It’s a beautiful house, well built too! It’s stood strong for 250 years or so. On an almost indestructible foundation. But years of neglect and mismanagement have taken it’s toll. The contractor they hired in the late 60s still hasn’t finished the roof. The 60s! Wtf! If they end up living for years to come, the house will fall down or fall down, burn down and be swept away by the ocean waters rising.
It’s time to put Mom and Dad out of our misery. It’s really the most humane option. They are suffering and it’s cruel to try and keep them alive in a world they no longer fully understand or can in no way function properly without us taking care of them 24/7.
We the F%#n' People 