NMPB, I know, but this topic has been eating away at me for years and today gave the right catalyst to type it out.
Respect is not given, it is earned.
It is also not an inexhaustible resource.
I've seen, in my own life and through the stories of others, that a not insignificant portion of elderly people demand respect and absolute obedience purely on the basis of the fact that they're old, no matter how stupid or damaging what they say or do or want is. Everyone younger than them is a complete idiot who just needs to silently bow their heads and smile and obey, should be honored that they are being ordered about.
Whenever you then tell them no, or don't abide by their ridiculous requests, or in any other capacity "disobey" them, they get into a tizzy and scream "You have no respect for your elders!" They do this regardless of how much respect you give them before, or how much you put up with, or even if you take care of them.
I, personally, have been bitten by my grandmother, punched in the throat twice and kneed in the crotch by her multiple times. I have had to wrangle my own belt away from her because she tried to put my eye out with the buckle. I have had water thrown in my face, hard objects thrown at me, been threatened with a small pairing knife and much more. I have had to listen to her say how much she dreams about beating us, and hear her openly claim they were "Such good dreams."
I have never put hands on her or my mother with intent to do harm, but both have done so to me multiple times.
I drive her around, if she even decides to get out of bed to go to town. If not, I go get what she needs myself (and thankful for the opportunity for quiet). I take her to her appointments, I make her food (that she hardly ever appreciates and always finds something wrong with), I deal with her mood swings, I sit with her when her sugars are low to make sure she's alright after getting her something to help bring them up. I rub her feet to keep the circulation going so she doesn't lose even a single toe. I usually silently take the constant belittling and mocking she does to me in front of her friends out in public because I don't want trouble.
But apparently, none of that matters when I don't obey her or tell her she's wrong. I suddenly don't love or respect her. My own knowledge of anything is suddenly a sign of arrogance and "believing I am God's gift to the world." My advice on matters she seeks me out on is always ignored, and then I have to hear about it because she is not quiet when talking to people on the phone when the consequences of her actions come to bite her in the ass.
She is always demanding respect, but I have told her time and again that respect is not infinite. It is a resource one can use up by doing things that one cannot respect. She thinks that age alone is enough to garner her infinite "respect" and gives her wisdom.
I've been told many times to shut up and sit down by my mother and grandmother both when I would get mad at terrible things happening. The moral slippage that has allowed pedophiles to get away with slaps on the wrist, or even lauded in the case of faggots, trannies and kikes. The murder of White people and our disenfranchisement from society. Rapists and murderers getting away with no reprecussions because they're niggers, spics and Arabs. The perversion of the Justice system against the innocent. All that and more.
They didn't want to hear it. The excuse they said was "Well, what do you expect me to do about it?"
Like I expected them to do anything. What immense self-delusion, such arrogance to think that I thought they could do anything about it. I was more just venting, lamenting the state of the world out loud so it wouldn't bounce around in my head until I went utterly mad.
And the second I don't want to hear their retarded political opinions given to them by the talking heads today, or their fantasies of Trump being murdered for being so mean to those poor border jumpers and trannies and he's a dictator and super Hitler, things go absolutely ballistic. Because suddenly, they want to act like they know a single thing about what is going on in politics. I just wanted them to be quiet, because their idiocy actively hurts my brain and our house has very thin walls so shutting the door wouldn't have been enough and they're loud enough I couldn't ignore them.
So I ask them to be quiet. They start in, so I go "Hold up, so you were happy to be quiet when an open pedophile was in charge these last four years despite things going from bad to worse, but you're here openly fantasizing about people being assassinated now?"
Obviously not the right thing to say, but it was such a striking realization to me for some reason.
But when it came down to it, the fight devolved into the usual "You have no respect for your elders! You know what it would be like if I talked back to MY parents? I'd be picking teeth off the ground if I ever told them they were wrong on ANYTHING! I have more years under my belt than you, so you don't know anything!"
And then my grandmother started in on "Do you want another Hitler to come into power? My grandfather fled Germany to escape The Red Army and this is just like that!"
She then asked me what I 'thought' Hitler was, politically.
I replied "National Socialist."
She scoffed at me and said I was wrong, because she read history books and watched the news.
My mom chimed in with "If you love Germany so much, I guess I should have raised you in the old German way. Children are seen, but not heard. Made to sit there all day without a peep, no food for you until all the adults had ate if there was any food to give the children afterwards. Maybe then you would have been more obedient and shut up when we tell you to shut up."
I love them, but I hate them. They demand respect, but do not return any no matter what is done.
I fully expect my mother to tell my father some ridiculous lie, and he'll threaten me too if he just doesn't start beating on me for daring to stand up to women and not fully capitulate.
I'm so tired.
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