After all he never got the royalties he deserved for the action figure Mattel made of him.
Merry Christmas Eggs!
Posted on 12/26/2004 10:39:24 AM PST by EggsAckley
Man, do I feel sane!
Earlier tonight I spent about 10 minutes at sunset in my hot tub, not alone as usual, but this time I was invaded by my brother, my delusional, intoxicated, know-it-all, angry-at-the-world, idiot hippy hot-tub-hijacking brother. His rants are amazing; everyone is ripping him off, he absolutely MUST keep spending money so as to make his “land” make money for him. (This in spite of the fact that he’s already thrown about $300K down a rat hole and needs to pay it back.) If he had his way he would drain every dollar out of the estate and throw it away on building crappy little hippy shacks on his property so his hippy friends could live there rent free. And of course I am the bad guy because I have to enforce the laws of the estate. Oh yes, I am one in a long list of people who are out to ruin him. He rants at the top of his voice and if you say one word that disagrees with his paranoid fantasies, you are called stupid and clueless. He knows everything; you know nothing.
In the brief minutes before I exited was the hot tub, I was rudely informed :
1. I don’t really even know what’s in the estate. There’s a clause that says that if anyone questions the handling of the estate, they are immediately thrown out of the estate, unless of course it happens to be ME, the trustee. I control everything, every aspect of even his own life.
Of course I know of this clause, it’s standard procedure in any estate or will. It’s to protect the estate from a beneficiary going bonkers and trying to sue the estate. To prevent the estate from being eaten up by court costs. And as Trustee, even I am NOT immune to this clause.
I don’t think that’s what he’s planning, I think it’s just part of his delusions of persecution. He savors his persecutions. They are the "chocolate truffles" of his mind that keeps his delusions so delicious to him.
2. His “fixed income” benefits have suddenly dropped. It’s without a doubt because MorganStanley is going broke. They’re crooks, you know. They’re owned by Halliburton.
Argh. After it was explained THREE TIMES that the reason the fixed income has dropped is because we have drawn about one third of the principal OUT to cover his land purchase AND the foreclosure of the local parcel, his rant grew louder. Nope…….that can’t be it, it HAS to be that nasty old Halliburton-owned MorganStanley is going broke. Yup yup yup……yeah that’s it, that's the ticket. [bliss ninny]
3. He can’t even sell his new parcel, for which he could “easily get $275K“(twice what it's really worth, btw), because the “trust” doesn’t allow him to touch it. It belongs to the trust now. Ugh. (wrong wrong wrong) Couldn't BE more wrong. But hey, why quibble over details when you're on a "victim" roll.
4. When HE dies, I become trustee of HIS property. I will have total control over everything he owns. Nonononononononononononono. Anything BUT that! His wife knows how untrue this is, but even SHE can't convince him that he's wrong. Again, I am the bad guy who has cleverly and masterfully set it up so that he owns NOTHING. I own everything. [all your base are belong to us]
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He couldn't have his facts MORE wrong. Everything is convoluted and distorted, and no matter how many times something is explained, he argues with even more misinformation and hostility. You see, nobody is as smart as he is.....he IS the smartest human in the world. And if he says something is a certain way, don't dare try to dispute him. The all-seeing, all-knowing Oz, one foot in the ozone and the other in a whisky bottle.
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Hours later, at dinner, I casually asked his wife if she's heard any more on a dear friend's son who is in Iraq. *incoming* THAT question brought on a drunken rant about how her son is a moron who likes to kill people. When I disputed that, then I was a moron who believes in killing people. When he wouldn't stop screaming that, I calmly took my plate to the kitchen and left the room. I guess he continued to rant that I was a moron who believes in killing people. Wouldn't shut up. I could hear some arguing upstairs, and I guess his son-in-law finally stood up to him about that. I don't even care. Our dear friend, Mabel, who's son is in Iraq was actually supposed to have had dinner with us. She even showed up, but then quickly made her apologies and left. I wonder if he called her son a moron. I will find out next week.
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As I sat downstairs listening to the rantings and shufflings from above, suddenly his wife makes an appearance downstairs to announce that they are leaving. "He's just in a snit" sez she. Translation: he's totally blotto drunk and they can't control him. So off they go, to drive 300 miles home at ten o'clock at night. She sees nothing wrong with that...."he'll be fine." God, the denial that his family operates under is stunning!
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I learned (or re-learned) a word the other day, “solipsism”; it’s a step even beyond narcissism……. it’s someone who simply cannot see, feel, think, imagine, or sense anything beyond their own sphere of reality. Nothing else exists other than THEIR reality. Truth is something that does not even exist in their perception. I admit that he's been like that all his life, but now that he drinks from sun-up till midnight, his solipsism wears a very heavy dark "coat." Impenetrable.
It’s very creepy.
I simply can’t tolerate BLISS NINNYS who babble and rant with absolutely NO facts behind them. Never could tolerate them, and my tolerance level grows very thin the older I get.
NO MORE Christmas with this bellowing boob. I'm done. It's like this every year, but this year it escalated. No more. finito.
I guess I just don’t suffer fools lightly anymore.
I stay home and away from relatives as much as possible. If, on the very rare occasion they venture over, I'm suddenly tired and need a nap with the door closed.
More than likely your sister is trying to figure out how to handle it too...If you haven't read "HOW TO GET ALONG WITH NASTY PEOPLE WITHOUT BEING NASTY YOURSELF" aka THE NASTY BOOK, my I recogmend it to both of you....Have given a dozen or two away with comments like. "It changed my life...."
Thanks. I'll order it today.
It's a little book with a lot of punch.....Buy is used on Amazon or buy a couple.....have even given it to a few "nasty people" ....They're usually the ones that don't comment.....
ITMT hold your ground.....People don't change until those around them change....You poor SIL needs a copy too.
Thank you for the advice. Who is the author?
My dearly departed father put me (the youngest) in charge of my widowed mom and everything he left for her care. He did a fine job in his preparations as she has been well cared for the nearly two decades since his passing. By my estimates, she'll spend just about everything, and then pass on. There won't be much left to "fight over" when she's gone. Not that my lovely sisters would engage in such nonsense anyway. It is stories like your that remind me of how grateful I need to be for having such a wonderful family of origin.
You cannot reason with alcohol.....don't even try.
LOL ((((annie))))
It is stories like your that remind me of how grateful I need to be for having such a wonderful family of origin.
I'm beginning to think that your situation is the exception to the rule. I even asked .45MAN last night if he thought there was such a thing as a non-dysfunctional family.
You are truly blessed.
"Nasty People: How to Stop Being Hurt by Them Without Becoming One of Them (Bestselling Author Jay Carter Helps Reader Break Away from)"
Is this the book? I couldn't find the title you posted.
After all he never got the royalties he deserved for the action figure Mattel made of him.
Merry Christmas Eggs!
LOL! Thanks, slim!
Knock it off.
Hope you had some fun laughing at him after he was gone.
Think of his poor wife. She's stuck with him 24/7.
I wasn't laughing much last night, but I'm starting to now. I'm actually relieved. I can NOW honestly declare that he'll NEVER do that to me again. He won't be invited.
Yeah, I feel a little sorry for his wife, BUT...she's totally in denial and enables his behaviors. I'm just glad they live 300 miles away. Heheheh.
Thanks, Mod.
And MERRY CHRISTMAS to you!
Was he stalking you again?
This account has been banned or suspended.
If only dealing with the brother was that easy.
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