And okay woah, they might be helping to get my mom into a much better place, mentally, before the big ol shoe drops.
We have all been trying to tell her. She keeps refusing to listen. All the way back in 2018 when someone pointed out the Epstein connection to her. To earlier this year when I brought up the island only for mom to say there’s nothing there. To a documentary on Prince Charles’ guilty connection that also mentioned you-know-who that my mom watched. Planting the seed. Which of course has yet to sprout. She still supports him, and all I can really do is laugh at the ridiculousness.
But we all know how difficult it’s going to be if and when the truth finally gets through to her. Not just for her but, for me. Hopefully she has calmed down enough and grown enough to not go on a hate-fueled rant at me a second time, to say nothing of what she may attempt to do to herself should she finally realize her idol is the exact opposite of the child-saving superhero she has built him up to be in her mind.
And that, I think, is the real lesson of not worshipping false idols. Always keep that healthy grain of salt with you for if the famous people you admire turn out to have done bad things. Not your fault for having admired them, but their fault for proving that they weren’t worthy of it in the first place.
It’s sad that my mom lacks that grain of salt. Or maybe she just lives in denial of it.