Fox News Has Flipped Our Once-Liberal Aunt

And I Refuse to Attend the Family Reunion Tonight

Jul 13, 2025

**This is how it happens. And it’s sickening that even educated people fall for this shit. Photo: Bluesky**

She was the last one you’d ever expect to get flipped by an ignorant, lawbreaking fuck-puddle like Donald Trump.

My Bride’s Aunt Hoa was a kind, middle-aged woman when I first met her. We took our children on a road trip in 2014 to visit her and her three young adult sons. They lived in an affluent neighborhood in Northwest Washington.

She had recently become a widow when we took our family trip during spring break to the Seattle area. Mai wanted to check on her favorite auntie on her mother’s side, the only one she had who lived in the States. She came to America in the early 70s from Vietnam.

She was more like an older sister to Mai, growing up. When she clashed with her mother, Aunt Hoa was someone younger with more understanding and patience. She lived with her during high school, when Hoa was married to Mai’s Uncle Mark.

A young married couple certainly didn’t have to take a teenager in, but they made room for her. She was a loving, caring aunt.

She was kind to our children when we visited 11 years ago. Tiny in stature and quiet by nature, she came across as a sweet, fun lady in her early 50s. Her home was lovely, and she enjoyed getting to know her grandnieces and her nephew better.

So imagine our surprise when we found out she’s now a full-on MAGA Trumper.

Jesus H. Fuck, REALLY? Is anyone safe from this goddamn MAGA cult? They got Auntie Hoa, now? I’m about ready to just give up. It’s so frustrating to hear that someone you once respected is supporting a criminal rapist, pedophile. And a scum-bag who deports immigrants, like, I don’t know, someone’s once-favorite aunt.

How do these people not see what a mouth-breathing, cruel piece of dog shit Mango Mussolini is?

Right away, I tried to figure this out in my head. Rationalize what had happened, based on what I knew about the situation. Our nephew told us how he discovered this on Friday evening.

She and her boys traveled to Idaho this week. They were visiting with Mai’s parents, both of whom are Trump supporters. As the family gathered around the dinner table, the first night, the conversation turned political.

Always a good idea when you haven’t seen each other in years. 🙄

**No family dinner is worth fighting about Donald Trump over. I’ll pass. Photo: Pixabay**

Somehow, the topic of crime came up. Auntie Hoa looked at her three early 30s-aged sons and said, “I’d better never hear about any of you three being ANTIFA!” Our nephew Daniel, who lives with Grandma and Grandpa, spoke right up, defending his liberal cousins: “So you want them to be fascists? You do realize what ANTIFA means, right? ANTI-FASCISM.”

And the conversation went downhill from there.

Auntie Hoa is an educated woman. Once a left-leaning, blue-voting woman with a bachelor’s degree and a master’s, she’d worked as an architect and a teacher in her younger years. This wasn’t some Brenda Sue MAGA from Mississippi just spouting willful ignorance.

That’s why it’s so hard to imagine what happened to make her do a 180-degree turn toward Trumpism. Though I have my thoughts about it.

Aunt Hoa lost her husband to cancer about a dozen years ago. Two years before Donald Douchelord made his way down the escalator of Trump Tower. She was navigating the loss of a beloved husband, trying to raise three college-aged boys alone.

She never remarried. As far as I know, she’s never even been in another relationship.

The news tends to be scary here in America. There has been social injustice for marginalized people since the early days of our nation. Minorities, immigrants, and LGBTQ folks have had to fight every step of the way against white nationalist bullshit. As an immigrant herself, I’m sure Aunt Hoa has seen her fair share of racism.

Imagine coming to the United States from Vietnam, right after the end of the war.

Like most immigrants, Hoa was a hard worker. She toed the line in a very unforgiving country. Education became her top priority. Making a life with the husband she met in college and raising three sons was of the utmost importance. They were living the American dream.

And it all came crashing down with his cancer diagnosis. When he passed, she was alone, living in an affluent suburb of Seattle. Her circle of friends included other well-to-do people, the majority of them white. The types who bought into Trump’s bullshit narrative of America being overrun by criminal immigrants.

The narrative being broadcast by Faux “News” constantly.

At some point, a shift occurred. No longer was she the liberal, blue-voting aunt that my Bride once knew. Hearing what we did about Friday evening’s dinner broke her heart. She was shocked. I haven’t seen Mai so shaken about news regarding a loved one in a long time.

“Not Auntie Hoa! Are you fucking KIDDING me?” was her reply.

**I suppose I could show up to dinner in this. That wouldn’t be weird, in the middle of July, would it?**

Our entire family was invited over to see them tonight around dinner time. It’s been eleven years since Mai, the kids, and I have seen her face-to-face. One of us will be noticeably absent from the family get-together.

This Mouthy Renegade Writer will not be attending.

I have no interest in being in the middle of the shit-show of a family political argument. If they brought it up two nights ago, I’m certain the three elderly Trump supporters will be discussing it once again. And the younger, liberal children of these folks will be debating with them over it.

My daughter, in particular. The pre-med student who is being affected by Trump’s big, bullshit bill. His fucked-up policies affect her directly. She’s mentioned that she’s happy to give them an earful tonight. And good for her for standing her ground.

But I don’t want to participate in it, for valid reasons.

We’ve just recently reconnected with Mai’s parents. I attended one dinner where, for the most part, we avoided politics. I’d like to maintain the peace so we can visit them occasionally. Her father is 88 years old, and we don’t know how much time we have left with him.

I’d prefer it not being used to fight about Donald fucking Trump.

I have a lot of skin in the MAGA game, as the father of a half-Vietnamese Bride, mixed-race children, and a gay daughter. Emotions run high when someone openly supports a racist, bigoted, criminal, rapey piece of filth like Trump. I have a temper when provoked and a loud fucking voice. One that I’m not afraid to use when debating those who are voting against my family’s best interests.

I’ve purposely distanced myself from other extended family members who are still supporting Donald Dick-Smack. I won’t be altering my game plan when it comes to this, regardless of whether I haven’t seen a family member I’ve met only once, 11 years ago. It’s not worth it to me, getting fired up and making a giant scene.

I also have to focus on Captain Von Schitzenpants daily with my writing. I’m already spending far too many hours a day fixated on a total douchenozzle. I have no interest in doing that for extra time around extended family in a tense, argumentative setting.

Hell fucking no. They can carry on without me and wonder why I’ve bailed out on the reunion. Something tells me that it won’t be hard for them to figure out.

And that’s my point: At some stage of the game, MAGA Trumpers must realize that their continued support of a child-molesting, rapist felon comes with consequences. Family and friends need to take a stand and make it clear that we will NOT continue relationships with those who vote against the best interests of their family and country.

Even if they drive eight hours to visit.