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People whose parents have become fascist, how are you dealing with it?

I have 2 GOP parents, one that voted Trump originally and one that did not. Over the last 9 years, I have watched them both travel down the MAGA pipeline to become visibly fascist. The parents who taught me racism was wrong and to have empathy for others, have become openly hostile about immigrants, Muslims, and even parrot the Nazi "great replacement" theory.

Part and parcel with this, they refuse to have any discussions about the facts -- like immigrants not stealing and eating people's pets. They won't hear it, they won't even engage in the conversation...they just get angry and loud the second they hear anything that doesn't fit into the Fox News narrative. Can you relate? How are you dealing with it in your relationships with your parents?

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  • Don't let them have any peace with those opinions. My mother became a cop when I was a kid and she went from tree hugging hippie to loud and proud racist so fast. It took YEARS of arguing and fighting every time she said something racist before I could finally get through to her. Don't let up. My sister got sucked into transphobic bs too and she finally stopped talking about it after getting a lot of pushback over a couple of years. My husband got sucked into the alt right pipeline in the late 2010s after a lifetime of being hard left. That also took a couple years of never letting anything slide and fighting about every stupid video he watched. Don't give up on your family and cut them out, either, though, please. I know it's tempting but I feel we all have the responsibility to pull our loved ones out of the cult. It's the only way for society to move forward. It's hard. I know. I've done it three times.

  • How am I dealing with it? Not well. I don't feel like I can talk to my parents anymore. They're completely disengaged from politics 100% of the time until it comes time to blindly vote Republican. They don't care that the world is dying because they'll be dead before it would impact them. Even though they have children and grandchildren. It sickens me and I have no idea how to grapple with that

  • I try to take a page out of the playbook of a cult deprogrammer or a Darrel Davis type personality. My trips home are short (no more than a week) and I try to deescalate any hotbutton conversations. People do change, but unfortunately some people harden and shut off to new ideas as well. Hearing a different personality speak often helps open people up to hearing new ideas; a lot of the fascist ideology is born out of fear, miseducation, and selfishness.

  • Anytime they bring up politics, I just tell them we can't discuss it.

    If they press the matter, I say the same thing, except the second time I add: "...because it's going to make me hate you."

    They've been borrowing my car to drive for DoorDash since April 2024 and still haven't figured out that this government they voted for is really fucking shitty.

  • My dad is awesome but my mom is scum. I told her to fuck off and stop talking to me but it wasn’t that hard cos she used to abuse me and didn’t raise me

  • Parent #1 is christian, and has all the mental faculties that come with that. #1 gets dragged into the current republican bullshit by proximity to the fusion of christofascism. I can still talk to that one about most things, as long as neither of us brings up anything about current government. Seeing as I live with #1 to make sure medicine is taken and quality of life doesn't deteriorate, the days are... strained at best. We talk for a moment, I check up on the health, and then it's either off to work and back to my portion of the house, or I avoid the other portion of the house and try to carry on my hobbies.

    Parent #2 was once, so I thought, the logical, reserved one who didn't care for politics. Then it turned out #2 just thought because #2 worked for the government, it was best to never really hold beliefs. As soon as #2 retired, fox news was turned on 24/7, and suddenly the mild distaste for people 'not like me' turned into full fledged rants. I try to keep all contact to a minimum, because I still love my parent and I'm sure #2 loves me, but I think that's just deep roots from childhood. All of the good characteristics are still there, just buried beneath that vile layer of filth that manifests as hate. Every now and then you see the good qualities shine through, and it kills me knowing they're likely going to never be the main character traits again. I can't break contact because there's a part of me that just can't give up hope, but it hurts that I can't come and actually talk through the much deeper thoughts on the world I have now like we did when I was still considering what musical tastes I had.

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