I Hate My Inlaws!

Blind Man's Bluff

Posted on Wed, Sep. 01, 2021 at 04:22 pm

I know what you'll think, but you're wrong in this case. "How can you have any animousity against a blind man?" Well, it's easy.

This particular blind man caused his own blindness as a kid. He was messing around in his bedroom one day and put his head through a window and caught a shard in his eye, effectively blinding it. After a while, the other eye died in sympathy. Some would say it was the chickens coming home to roost. He was a bad kid. He disrepsected his parents often. He trained dogs to chase after cars and, subsequently, get run over by those cars.

He only got worse when he was blinded. When his parents were killed in an automobile accident, his elder sister had to finish raising him. Because he was blind, he ordered her around and guilted her into doing every single self-centered thing he wanted. When he became too much to handle, he was sent to a school for blind children, where he was taught how to behave himself and do for himself. Because he wasn't being kowtowed to any longer, he became a bitter adult.

Along came a situation where he was introduced to my MIL by a girlfriend the two had in common. Frankly, to this day, my wife and I still feel that his girlfriend made the introduction because she saw through his bullcrap and didn't want to deal with him any longer. My MIL met him and immediately had a distaste for him. He responded by indignantly kicking her in the shins. Somehow - and the logic escapes both my wife and I - he managed to cajole my MIL into dating and later marrying him.

My MIL wouldn't accept someone who would just live off her teats, so she insisted that he find work that he could do, using the skills he gained in blind school. Grudgingly, he did, working as a masseur, transmission mechanic, casino piano player, and a darkroom film processor. However, he ended up retiring early in his late 40's, while his wife, an accountant, continued to work until her very early 70's.

My MIL was always very frugal with money, so much so that she was able to get their house paid off quite early, which was a rarity among her peers at that time. Of course, her tight reins over the purse-strings irked her husband to no end, even though he had a demonstrated penchant to wasting money like a kid leaving a water faucet on. Because he was a christian, he tried to use that angle to suggest that he should use the money to fund his OCD "Bible teaching projects", which my MIL partially relented on. In short, if my MIL had given into him, they would be dirt broke.

The family-planning part of the marriage was a disaster. My MIL wasn't too keen on becoming pregnant to begin with, but he guilted her into it, using some christianese nonsense. What resulted was a spoiled elder daughter and her younger sister, the latter of which became my wife. From my wife's being brought home from the nursery at the hospital, her jealous sister railed against her and made her in no way welcome, all throughout their childhood. My MIL, having been the victim of reverse-favouritism of her younger siblings, did not punish the elder daughter too strongly. Their blind father, on the other hand, did next to nothing to try to quell a sibling rivalry that my wife never started. My wife, being the gentler and kinder of the two daughters, did everything possible to try to appease her parents, but to little avail. Her mother remained aloof for most of my wife's childhood, and her father only expressed an interest in her when she shared a common interest. Otherwise, she was left to her own devices, with little protection from her elder sister.

When my MIL got dementia and Alzheimer's, her husband was very quick to sell her off to the State and put her in a low-rate nursing home. To keep up appearances, he would visit her regularly for 1-2 hours per visit, but would come home and complain that it was "boring". He was able to gain access to all her assets because of her condition, including her social security disbursements. When the COVID lockdowns happened, he never once expressed any urgency in seeing her or checking in on her condition, even when it was confirmed by my wife that patients with verified COVID were being shipped to and housed in the nursing home. My MIL was already in bad shape, and her husband's visits were among the few comforts she still had (even though was a lout).

When her final hours came and her condition went south in a sudden hurry, he was asked whether or not he wanted his wife to be seen by a hospital. He was quick to say no, showing at last that he had no regard and no love for the woman. I mean, he had more concern for when his seeing-eye dog got sick and would spare no expense for that bitch to be seen by a vet, even though it was useless as a guide dog, more often guiding him into traffic than away from it. If anything, after the funeral, he fretted that he wouldn't be receiving her social security cheque any longer and would have to make do with what he already had in the bank. My wife, who had begged him to let her mother be seen - after months and months of neglect - was crushed when her mother died, even though her mother didn't have the best relationship with her (My wife is one of the more family-oriented people I know.).

I now wait for that man to be taken by his Creator away from us, so that he will no longer be a burden on my wife, who shoulders the entire responsibility for making sure he is well (as his eldest daughter has only a desire to make sure his financial statements are in the black, so there's no threat to her inheritance).

Likely, since that poor excuse for a man, made my wife's sister the executor of his estate, my wife will not even receive a proper inheritance for being a good daughter to both of her parents. What she will be left with is this deep sense of betrayal, in addition to her loss, and it kills me to see her give of herself so much and have it unrequited with even the faintest of parental affection.

So, this is the story of an old, blind, wretched, worthless, fool, who has been an undue burden on everyone around him since his childhood. There is a Jewish prayer, made famous around the time of the Holocaust, when a Jewish concentration camp survivor was asked to provide some token "forgiveness" to a dying SS officer that was trying to assuage his guilt. I adapt it accordingly for this piece of excrement that tried to call himself "son", "brother", "christian", "husband", and "father":

May the blind man die unshriven.
Let him go to hell.
Nearer the fly to God than he.

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