We are still together and things calmed down for a bit. There is now a moratorium on discussing China and we have painted over the Maoist slogans on the walls so my parents could visit without seeing it.
But yesterday I came home and she was outside throwing rocks at birds. I asked why, and she told me “the sparrows are bourgeois”. Her victims were pigeons.
After I pointed this out she called me a “lysenkoist”. I’m truly at a loss for words here.
their crimes are so fowl that no human language can describe them. so multitudinous that even a partial retelling would take the entire lifespan of the universe, birth to death.
they keep fucking shitting on my cari’m afraid you’re just going to have to trust in her superior grasp of theory, comrade. to the killing fields you go!