We’re going to my sister-in-law for Thanksgiving and her husband supported Trump, hates Clinton, and is also kind of a dick about it. He gets mad at my wife so some miniscule perceived slight and then takes it out on his wife after. My wife is dreading this Thanksgiving.
We’ve never talked politics at any other Thanksgiving, and I can’t imagine starting now. It’s one of those three things you don’t discuss. I know religion is one of them, but I don’t remember the third.
And we do discuss religion, because we all agree, generally. But only in as much as we agree. Basically, that means the family prayer.
We are going to brine our turkey in tears of defeat.
Other than that, no different than usual. It will just be me, my wife and kids, and my wife’s 93 year old grandmother. While she is conservative, she doesn’t say much about that kind of stuff these days.
My very conservative FIL visited the weekend after the election. Other than telling us that he lit off some firecrackers outside his house at 3 am after Hillary conceded (what a dick!), the election didn’t really come up. Thank god.
My family are all Trump voters except me and my kids. (Husband didn’t vote). Generally they all just want to have a nice family dinner, with not too many political comments. However, this year my mother’s house was damaged in Hurricane Matthew, so we’ll be at my crazy uncle’s house. He isn’t an amusing lunatic like your crazy uncle, but a truly batshit and unpleasant person. Last year at the dinner table, he graphically described and pantomimed the way Muslims fuck various farm animals. He saw it on the Internet.
So, uh…yeah, don’t know if we’ll stay for dessert.
My conservative Trump-voting father and step-mother had scheduled a trip to our house for Nov. 11-14 months ago. Over the past eight years, he’s liked to plop at least one political dig into conversation to start a debate/argument at each visit to the other’s house.
So I honestly was feeling sick thinking about him coming just three days after Trump’s Big Day. My wife was something of a mess all week, and kind of hinted she didn’t want him at our house. My dad’s not really a provocateur, so I wasn’t that worried, I just didn’t know what to expect.
Surprisingly, this was the one visit in eight years that had absolutely zero political talk. None. I think he realized that his side won, and his son had just spent the past 15 weeks putting in 10-14 hour days, six to seven days a week for the other side, and was probably in no mood to talk about what happened. I was still feeling completely wiped from the whole campaign and Election Day on the day he arrived, so I’m not sure what would’ve come out of my mouth had he decided to delve into political talk. I’m grateful I didn’t have to find out.
Now Thanksgiving’s going to be a breeze. Neither my mom nor step dad, despite being white suburban evangelical Christians, voted for Trump and are absolutely disgusted that he will be our next president. Mom voted happily for Hillary and step dad oddly voted for Jill Stein as a protest. The fact that we’re spending Thanksgiving at their house is the thing I’m most thankful for this year.
I am just straight up skipping Thanksgiving and Christmas because I too have relatives with a different opinion. Besides I’m been so depressed over Trump that I’ve barely left my bed let alone the house.
I don’t have any particular Thanksgiving plans, but my Christmas trip to spend time with my conservative relatives, that I already wasn’t looking forward to, just got a lot more dreadful. I really don’t know if I will be able to stand it, which may mean a long walk from their ranch in the country.
We’ll be at our daughter and SIL’s and we will all be kind of depressed. After Thanksgiving, we will visit my sister and I am sure her bigoted boyfriend (who is also in the terminal stages of lung cancer) would have voted for Trump, but I hope to avoid any politics with him.
The NY Times yesterday had an article about family Thanksgiving dinners being cancelled on account of the election results.
Ok, sad as I am, that was hilarious. 
Thanks for the lift!!
The atheists, Christians, Trump supporters, Republicans, Democrats, lunatics, drunks, and psychopaths who make up my immediate family have learned to fear my mother’s disapproving glare and “let’s go on to more pleasant topics”. Thank God.
Besides, we are all going to be gorged into semi-coma anyway. After the python swallows the capybara, you don’t have to worry about him starting a political discussion for a few hours anyway.
Regards,
Shodan
I was born and raised in Archie Bunker’s neighborhood, and I will return there for Thanksgiving.
Most of my relatives are ECSTATIC about Trump, whereas I was the only true #NeverTrump Republican.
I will be biting my tongue a lot.
We’re semi-seriously considering putting a “NO HATE ZONE” and “NO POLITICS ZONE” signs on the door.
4 of the guests are of similar political views to ours. A 5th probably is as well. Another one is a supporter of the other party but voted independent because of his disgust with BOTH candidates. A few others, we have no clue about.
I knew what the cartoon would be before I even clicked on the link! Excellent choice!
In September, my MIL turned 90. Her two racist unemployed 60+ year old Trump fanboy sons literally wouldn’t let me through the door to wish her a happy birthday without spewing out 5 “Obama is a N-gger” jokes and budweiser belching out 10 Breitbart lies first.
On Her Doorstep (it’s her house, they don’t even pay rent).
My MIL doesn’t have many years left, so I put up with that shit.
Thanksgiving & Christmas will be at MY house. MY Rules.
“Shut The Fuck Up or Get The Hell Out You Scumbag Deadbeat NAZIs” will be on the table, safeties off.
I can drive my MIL home safely after dinner. If they can’t behave, I honestly don’t give a damn how the “gold bricks” get home.
They’re lucky if I stock their Bud without shaking up every third can.