June 27th, 2012

Snarky Candiru2

The Wonderful Time Not Had.

Remember how I said that the trip to whatever destination John and Elly dragged their kids to was marred by a smug failure to empathize with their needs? It doesn't take too much thinking to realize that when they arrive, the two of them are just as unwilling to see the world as Mike, Lizzie and April do. The idea seems to be that since John and Elly are having a fine old time catching up with relatives and talking about the old days and pursuing their own interests, the fact that their children are not must mean that there is something wrong with them. This year's trip will serve as an example of what I'm talking about. Just as they thought that camping and visiting Jim and Marian would magically make the kids wonderful, John and Elly suffer from the delusion that exposure to farm life will miraculously eradicate the pesky free will that the two of them so clearly hate to see. Since the children are bored by having to do chores someplace else, irritated by a carping jerk of a cousin and can't wait to get back home to be with the friends who they are sure are having a better time in the city than they are with old people who call them spoiled, rotten and lazy, it clearly must be that there's something about them that makes them evil.

Contrast the horrible time the children have traveling with their imbecile parents with the pleasant experience Mike has traveling to Vancouver by himself. He's accompanied on the plane by someone who doesn't freak the Hell out when he asks something, isn't accused of trying to torment anyone and has a pleasant time with his grandparents owing to the absence of self-absorbed idiot parents who want to teach him that parenthood is a loan that needs to be paid back at usurious rates of interest. It sort of becomes clear from that arc which cylinders are not firing: the grumbling moron in the goggles mentally undressing the flight attendant and the frazzled hysteric in the ponytail squealing about being disgraced.