We would often get into fights over that. I try to stay very current on politics, using at least 5 different sources to read about before I broach a subject. Well, shocker, but they were Fox News advocates and would not expand their minds outside the most biased news source that exists. He would literally try to argue with me over something he had 0 clue about.
Just would echo what his father and grandfather would tell him. When I would challenge his statements with facts and statistics, he would grow angry and: A. try to kick me out of the house B. breakup with me as a manipulation tactic to just end the argument or C. just stop responding and change the subject, saying that we should just not talk about important stuff going on in the world.
I would be so incensed that his solution to avoid talking about serious world issues like casual racism (he is white), black lives matter, women’s rights, Trump, ICE, immigration, and other worldly issues was to simply not talk about them because they are not happy topics. He absolutely was calloused and cruel when it came to me trying to explain why that as a half Mexican woman, that looks fully Mexican, why I could never support Trump, especially his border solutions. He would often say that I was lying about comments I would get at work for having a last name like Gonzalez, or things my family would suffer from too. He doubted that my plight was made worse after the whole “build the wall” rhetoric took root.
The meanest but also realest thing I said to him during my drunken tirade was that he was the epitome of white privilege. As savage or cruel as that sounds, IDGAF. It is true. He would be very hesitant to acknowledge his white privilege. That his life was made infinitely easier because his father is a doctor and he has always lived a comfortable life. He didn’t complete college because of personal issues and moved back home, which I never insulted him for and understood because I had similar experiences later down the road. But he never had to pay his way for anything. I’ve had a job since I was 15 and was told straight up by my parents that if I wanted to go to college, I had to pay for it. And I did with my scholarships.