I love when the left reminds us of who they are.
Someone wrote to Slate: “Help, my grandma refuses to be in the same room as my brother’s boyfriend.”
This was Slate’s response…
The world will be a better place when such grandmas shuffle off this mortal coil. Your grandmother apparently can’t be in the room with two men who love each other—one being her own grandson!—so your mother, to accommodate this ugliness, has barred all significant others from family gatherings. I think this should mean that your mother and grandmother can enjoy small, undramatic family gatherings from now on, because the rest of you are going to gather elsewhere. You should tell your mother her solution is one that might mollify her mother, but it will blast your family apart. Tell her you want her to know now that a capon will do for her Thanksgiving because the rest of you will be enjoying the turkey elsewhere, thankful you’re out of Grandma’s sight.
This is liberalism. If you have a viewpoint that is different than mine, you should be dead.
And she was even speaking about one specific grandma. But all grandmas who share this opinion, which, if I were a betting man… is probably most grandmas! Is this the answer the guy was looking for? “Grandma, you don’t like my brothers boyfriend, therefore you should die. Thanks for the crumpets, you geriatric, hellhound whore!”
Well done, Slate.