*grins* Political Filk Time. :)

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*growls*

I don't mind sharing my things with my family, generally. But this bothers me: my father came home tonight with two PS1 fishing games for himself, and declared that I need to show him how to work my PS2. He didn't ask me if he could use it, he didn't even ask me IF I would show him how, he just said that I need to show him how to use it so he can play his two new games. That tells me two things: a) he views the PS2, and by extension all of my things, as family property. b) he expects the PS2 to be staying around for quite a while if he's buying not one but two games to start playing on it.

I don't like either of those things. Nor their implications.

And I have to notice, that's another 20 dollar luxury item (each game was ten dollars) bought by the people who claim they don't have enough money to fix the roof of their home. Of course, this really shouldn't surprise me, since the other day my mother asked me if I could clean out my old "room" in the other house (half a room, actually, seperated from my parents bedroom only by a row of closets and dressers) so that she can use it as a storage space for a $99 exercise machine she claims she "needs". Even assuming that this was something she actually needed, and money was no issue, I still think that putting an expensive piece of equipment in a room where the roof leaks is a dumbass idea.

More and more I'm coming to think that I was raised by a pair of children playing at being adults.