The Darkest Evil

I am going to make a few statements about some things I’ve said in previous posts about my father. In past posts, I called my father a “con man” and in my rant against country music, I said a few things that may be interpreted wrong. I am going to retract my first statement and clarify the second. Now, first off, I know that my father isn’t a con man and while he used to do a few things that I didn’t really agree with, I had no right to say that. I am truly proud of him and how much he is improving in becoming a better person. While there are a few things that he says that still make me cringe a little, I know that the intent to be a good person is in his heart and I truly care for him and love him. He is not a con man and I believe that when I wrote that, I was kind of hurting at the time. Still, that does not excuse my actions or make them right. What I did was wrong, regardless.

As for the country music thing, that is not entirely true. I was in Texas and heard country music a lot. However, it was never so in my house. I never heard a note of country music while in the house or duplexes. My parents were more into classic rock, which can explain my repeated plays of such artists like Big Country, the Moody Blues, Jimmy Buffett, Sting and other such artists on Last.fm. Yes, I have a bit of my parent’s taste in music, so to be perfectly honest - they did not like country and neither did I. And I was never forced to listen to country music by any member of my family. Although while in the Windstar with my mom, she did play the radio and sometimes artists like Shania Twain would come on (no, I have no grievance with Shania Twain, I like the music of Shania Twain). So I was never really focibly exposed to terrible country music by my family. I want to make that exceptionally clear.