I have a niece who’s a CNA covid denier, and a nephew (cousin to the niece) who’s an RN covid realist. Their families are very close. It must make for some interesting family get-togethers.
Call me cynical but I would put the chances of your FIL not going through with his promise entirely (even with no COVID) pretty high. But I guess without COVID, even if he’d been only somewhat helpful, it would have made things a lot easier for you.
I am married to and living with a trumper/anti-vax denier. We stopped talking about the orange gibbon and COVID back when this thread was started.
Even after being sick for three weeks, he still says it was just the flu. We had a family gathering at the cemetery where my father was buried. Hubs didn’t come/wasn’t really invited and when asked how it happened that he got COVID well after the vaccinations were available I honestly told them “he’s a fucking idiot”.
We always showed a united front before, everyone was shocked and I was really embarrassed.
Some counties in Missouri will arrange for people to meet at undisclosed locations for this very reason.
CNA = ???
Anyone know?
Certified Nursing Assistant.
My condolences.
My brother and my son are both unvaccinated. I’ve been pressuring my son to get the shot, as have his girlfriend and his baby-mama. He’s been saying he doesn’t trust the government, he wants to wait and see about the side effects, and also, he can’t do it because we all TOLD him to do it. Finally I offered him a hundred dollars, so he made an appointment. Best case scenario, it’ll be over a month before he’s immune. I hope it’s not too late.
As far as my brother, he smokes, doesn’t wear a seatbelt or a motorcycle helmet, doesn’t follow doctor’s orders after a recent procedure, etc. I doubt he’ll be around to vote for Trump again, whatever happens.
I don’t exactly know how damaged, but it’s definitely cast some people I know in a new light. One of my cousins turns out to be a batshit insane QAnon-fan Trumper, another is a Trumper, but not of the QAnon conspiracy theory stripe.
A very long time buddy, while not a Trumper (in fact he hates the guy), has gone on tirades against wokeness and all that sort of thing. I wouldn’t call him a racist; he is however frustrated that all the anti-racism and BLM stuff is focusing on the black population, and not the 2x-3x larger Hispanic community who also suffers from much the same sort of problems. I suspect this is because his wife is Mexican-American, and he sees a giant focus on black people and not a commensurate focus on others.
And other people I know have gone the other direction, and have become so woke it’s stupid. I’m getting tired of being lectured about how sexist women’s uniforms at the Olympics are. Or about how some black person in the 1870s who did something well was probably beaten as a slave until they did it well. Or any number of other sanctimonious little micro-lectures that I could honestly do without. Or the tired old “For every white man who did something, there was a black person who did it first, but went unrecognized.” .
I’m getting awfully tired of the polarization. I used to enjoy all these people, but now they just wear on me with this crap.
In the words of Jimmy Buffett: it could be my fault.
Moderating:
While I appreciate the frustration you’re enduring on an ongoing basis with a beloved, fact-resistant family member, please remember to not use politically-charged terms in the Quarantine Zone.
Not a warning, just guidance.
I understand and I apologize. The frustration is intense. Today I decided that if he didn’t care if he died of COVID, I didn’t care. And then I masked up to go into the store because I really do care.
Fucking idiot.
Edited to say, hubs is a fucking idiot. You are not.
I understood what you meant. Your frustration is entirely understandable.
While I was in California last week, I got a sister and niece really wasted on weed* then took them to get shot with Moderna. I took them out for a nice dinner and foo-foo drinks afterwards while extracting drunken promises to get their second shots.
I know just what their drunken promises are worth, so I promised to send them each 50 bucks when I get a copy of their completed vax card. Maybe I’ll up that to a hundred for the first one, a little competition probably couldn’t hurt.
I feel no shame or guilt about this.
You rock! 
That you do. 
Grins proudly. I do try to do my part.
The * was because I was going to add something about you can’t get body modification while drunk, so I didn’t want to risk them being turned away because they smelled of booze and I don’t drive after drinking so much as a light beer. I do wish I could have found a place with J&J.
To continue the hijack just a little longer, while I was in California, I also took the time to visit the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society Museum and Laboratorium. The sign on the door said something like “We are Open. All of our staff are fully vaccinated, but this still isn’t a safe place.” The gentleman who opened the door for us was masked, but I could see that he was happy to see an out of state cultist.
Hubs is just too embarrassing to take to fun places anymore. The fucking idiot.
I salute the moral strength it must take not to shake him and scream, “What the hell are you doing, you snozzle-headed twit?”
What is his reaction to your views? Does he just shrug them off? I’d think having a spouse at a constant simmer would make him uncomfortable enough to reconsider.
I have a close friend who loves the roaming, vagabond lifestyle. She travels around the country in her short school bus (a bit on the nose, that), stopping where she wants and working remotely. She’s currently in southern Colorado, making her way toward New Mexico. Heading to Tucson for some new-agey festival in a couple of weeks.
She is a smart girl, but she believes too much in her own woo and her super-fabulous immune system. Won’t get vaccinated. I’ve cajoled, begged, bowed, scraped, shamed, enticed… nothing doing. She isn’t going to do it.
I’ve lost a lot of respect and I’m not sure the friendship will survive this myopic stupidity on her part.
Meantime, I’m worried sick she’s going to get it.
I did that. It didn’t work before he caught COVID and during the 3 weeks he couldn’t move screaming at him wouldn’t have made a difference because he was too sick to pay attention. Now that he’s feeling better (except for the part where he can’t do math in his head or get an erection that lasts longer than 30 seconds), he claims he was only sick for a week and it was just a bad flu.
We don’t talk about it. I don’t take him places with me, but I will go out for breakfast once a week when our housekeeper is here. I really don’t simmer at home, because I can’t change anything. I smoke about two ounces of high grade weed a month and last time he had COVID, I paid 2400 for a kitten because I have also gone slightly mad.
There are times that I really wish I didn’t love him so much because then it would be so much easier to just walk away. The fucking idiot.