Political topics were not something my father and I discussed. I don't know why; we just never got around to it. I always thought my dad didn't care much about politics. However, in the truck, driving to the store, he was livid.
What's he talking about?" I asked, almost fearfully.
Who the hell cares? What does it matter? He don't know nothing," my dad spit out at me.
Okay, let's just turned it off," I said, reaching for the radio.
You like that guy? You think he's so smart?' he snapped.
Uh, no, dad. But we don't have to listen to it if it's going to get you upset," I told him.
You gonna listen to that guy and suddenly get smart and decide you know more than anybody else?" he looked at me. His face was red and his eyes were big and almost frightening.
No, dad. Let's just not listen if you don't' like him."
So you like him? You think he knows everything?" Again, my dad was raising his voice. His eyes were looking ahead while he was driving. His hands gripped the old steering wheel and his posture was perfect as he seemed to be sitting on the edge of the seat, ready for a fight.
No, dad. Let's just not listen to him or talk about it and get the fishing gear."
He's a fool...
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