Things Your Dad Hated

The Carter Administration

Ronald Reagan

Prince

Boy George

Republicans

Inexplicably my dad hated Cybill Shepherd, Candice Bergen and Bette Davis.

I have no idea

I Love Lucy

He hated Lucy’s whiny crybaby waaaaa so much he would leave the house and drive around just to get away from it.

But the streets were deserted because everyone was home watching … I Love Lucy.

Lulu - sorry, 'Bloody Lulu'.

My homosexuality

The LA Dodgers. That’s all I can think of. My dad was a good guy.

All In The Family.

I think Archie Bunker reminded him of his dad.

No he wasn’t.

My father was very fair-minded and kind-hearted judge Hardy kind of man who never had a harsh word for anyone. However, my mom adored this Canadian singer and her song about coal mining called 'It's a working man I am' and she -played it over and over. At one point my dad muttered to me 'Working man? That fat bitch couldn't even fit down the mine shaft!'

Minorities and gays.

Bill Cosby

Cher

Homosexuality, environmentalism, fat people (especially women), atheists, feminists, Muslims, city-dwellers, change

R15 Your father was also a Datalounger?

My father was not a fan of the British Invasion music in the 60's. He felt that they had ripped off the singers they were heavily influenced by. Most of the influencers died young, poor and never gained the same recognition.

Shirley MacLaine. He would turn the TV channel whenever she was on.

Pretty much any top 40 song made after 1965. In the car, we could only listen to the oldies station, the elevator music station or talk radio

No r16 his father was one specific datalounger. 99.9% of us are not that way.

Jack Cassidy

[quote]Things your dad hated growing up

When he was growing up, my dad hated that his mother died when he was twelve.

Beatles music after Help.

Roseanne, the show and the person.

and

"All this gay stuff getting shoved down my throat on tv."

Trump…he was 100 yrs old and would tell me he only wanted to live long enough to see him out of office.

He did, he passed at 101 but I’m sure is rolling in his grave seeing that the turd was never completely flushed at this point

My mom not swallowing - plus he hated having children.

Barbra Streisand, bumpy gourds, Republicans.

Being late for anything.

In retrospect, I think a lot of it was my mother's fault (she's seemingly always running behind, whether it be getting ready at the appropriate time, etc.), but I can still hear him saying, "Goddammit, I HATE being late."

Paying for things.

[quote] Things Your Dad Hated

Marriage to my mom

Fidelity

Pulling his zipper up

Being sober

Showing human emotion

Going to his gay son's high school plays.

I miss the macho, straight, white, real men from previous eras. They would never have allowed things to get like this in America.

Like "what", precious? Like what?

Hippies. Liberals. Long hair on guys. Dad was pretty consistently conservative, though not nazi or racist. In his last years he was a big Rush Limbaugh fan. I like to think today's MAGATs would have been too crazy for him.

Me.

Seeing R32's comment following right after what R31 said sums up the tragedy of the DL userbase in a nutshell.

My loose hole.

Gilligan’s Island - and the fact that his children watched it religiously.

It's "my father" not "my dad."

[quote]Things your dad hated growing up

When he was growing up, he hated the circumstances of the Great Depression. "We were lucky to get a fried baloney sandwich when I was your age."

When I was growing up, he hated spending one unnecessary cent. We got Shop-Rite brand cola, even though his mother served us Pepsi when we would visit her (weekly). He wanted me to turn off my lights when I would go from my bedroom to the bathroom and back, lest he spend 1/100th of a cent. He lost his shit at the dinner table because that's when my brother would take his shower every night. It was embarrassing.

To end on a positive note, he hated Reagan, and Returdlicans in general.

He hates humanity, generally same with my mother. That’s all they had in common besides two children.

Me...

Truth.

Jane Fonda. My father served in Vietnam on a mine sweeper and after “Hanoi Jane’s” (one of the nicer names he used for her) Vietnam visit he would have wrung her neck if he’d gotten the chance. In the early 80s I remember him saying they had cigarette butt strainers in the urinals on base with her face on them.

Not to hijack but can anyone tell me why visiting Vietnam brought Jane Fonda so much hatred?

Vegetables & Republicans... really one in the same.

R45 because she basically sided with the enemy

Spills or the threat of a spill. He’d go absolutely nuclear on us if we knocked over/bumped a glass of anything, anywhere. As a result, if anyone spills or knocks over a glass, I panic immediately before realizing “Hey dummy! It’s ok. Stay calm and clean it up.”

Oh what a load of horseshit R47.

Google is your friend r45:

[quote] She was photographed sitting on a North Vietnamese anti-aircraft gun on a 1972 visit to Hanoi, during which she gained the nickname "Hanoi Jane". During this time, she was effectively blacklisted in Hollywood.

I know it was more nuanced than that, R49, but she wasn't exactly supporting American troops either.

Every night at 6 PM we would sit down and eat dinner as a family. My father hated if the doorbell or phone rang during dinner. We were forbidden to answer the door or the phone. Also, no TV while we were eating dinner as a family.

He also hated exercise and mowing the lawn.

Conan O'Brien.

Hippies, bell bottoms and long hair.

Ni-

Nickles and dimes.

Himself and the life he created for himself.

During an alcoholic rant (alcohol was the one thing he truly loved), he once told me, "Don't ever get married and don't ever have kids. They'll ruin your life."

I guess in a way, I heeded his advice. I'm an elder gay now who's not married and who doesn't have kids. Ya proud of me yet, dad?

Nixon and paying full price. He was the king of thrift store shopping. And, back then in the 70s, he found excellent, quality items.

OP

Showing affection whether it’s with my mom or his sons.

I know he loves us though. He’s 90 now.

Before my dad became my "non-DNA dad" when I was 9 yrs. Old. He hated the show Maude, the Vietnam War, Jane Fonda, paying taxes, little children and people who were mean to animals. After he found out I wasn't his bio son...Me, Me, Me (how to get rid of me), The Reagans (both of them) George Bush Sr. He plotted to have me placed into Foster care& then tried to have me killed(almost succeeded when I was 16). My non DNA dad was lucky it was the 1970's& no one really gave a shit about foster children. However, I got him back, I learned Revenge from him.

The sound of Barbra Streisand's singing voice. He said it sounded like yelling. My mom liked Babs' voice, though, and so did I.

Avoidance of being fake and weak! Also avoiding a bad hair style. My Dad was a hairstylist and a state barber board member!

My dad hated FDR and bitched about him constantly during dinner - in the 70s & 80s. 🤷‍♂️

He was Fox News before Fox News was Fox News.

Jimmy Carter

Jane Fonda

The Flintstones

The phone bill

Me

R60

MARY!

MARY!

i'll say it one more time

MAAAAAAAAARY!

R64 OMFG was my dad your dad too?

Few things were as much of an obsession as the phone bill. It was a constant topic of discussion.

Sid Caesar. Didn't think he was the least bit funny.

Based on old clips I've seen, I would have to agree with my father on this one.

Leftovers for dinner. Weird, because he was frugal. My mom always overcooked, quantity-wise. I think she did like leftovers. Now that I cook for myself, I appreciate "leftovers," too.

R40 Did your dad end up with good savings from being thrifty?

People saying EXACTLY

The suburbs. He was an NYC city guy who tried doing the whole life in the leafy 'burbs thing but it didnt go well. He and my mom divorced when I was like 4 and he hightailed it back to the upper east side for the rest of his days.

Telephones. We didn't get one till around 1977, when he and Mom separated for a time. He said he didn't want to be bothered, but in hindsight I think it was more about removing the temptation for us to call the authorities about the abuse in the home.

Color TV. Throughout my childhood, any time a beautiful beach or mountain vista was shown on our 19" black and white set, Mom would always say, "Just imagine how nice that would look in color!" to irritate Dad. He finally broke down and bought a color set, but afterwards any time there was nothing to watch that interested us and we settled on something mediocre, Dad would say bitterly, "Well, at least we're watching in in [italic]color."[/italic]

He was a passionate music lover, especially the big bands and crooners he grew up with. He hated rock music, especially heavy metal, intensely. He inexplicably called it "shoulder music," which I've spent my entire life trying to figure out the association there.

Random celebrities: Mel Torme, Ethel Merman, Martha Raye, Steve Martin.

Staying in shape.

To R65-Thank You!

I can always count on you OP.

A son who couldn't understand why spending Saturdays handing him tools while he tinkered with the family car wasn't his favorite thing to do.

Coffee served any way but black. Don't get him started on caramel macchiatos.

My mother and my sister. He was OK with me and the dog.

Getting up from his recliner.

Jeff Goldblum

Tyne Daly

Tom Jones

Angela Lansbury on MSW

Bette Davis

R72 shoulder-length hair, maybe?

Being late.

My mom.

He thought Johnny Carson was an asshole, which I remember very well because it was unusual for the time.

His brother was once at a party where Johnny hit a woman and everyone looked the other way.

Everything Italian.

Fags and Jews. Barbra Streisand.

Angela Lansbury. He got so tired of my watching Bedknobs and Broomsticks.

Me, too.

Mick Jagger. It was the floppy hair and the femme way he danced.

He liked Freddie Mercury, though, so it wasn't completely an anti-gay thing. Just something about Mick struck him as pansy-ish.

Unusually, my father had no strong opinions about Barbra Streisand.

I had a frugal dad like r40 too.

By the time I was in HS my mom hated going to the store with him. He'd always walk behind her pushing the cart and say, do we need this? do we need THIS? He always wanted to buy from the dented can cart (never mind botulism) or get meat that was already gray.

Mom and I would go to the store during the day in the summer and get all kinds of good stuff. I was a Fat Whore even then.

Fidelity

Well, r52 beat me to it. My father disdained anyone who called between 6 p.m. and 6:30 p.m. I don't know how old I was before I realized the whole world didn't stop for dinner at 6 o'clock.

Racist immigrants - They drove him to distraction. "We let [italic]you[/italic] in, didn't we?"

Nixon

David Rose’s version of “The Stripper”

I mean, it’s an instrumental: no words. What’s the problem?

He never said why, just turned it off or changed the station if it came on the radio.

Jews, blacks, Asians, liberals, educated people....

Hamburger Helper - because it reminded him of the slop he was forced to eat in the Navy.

R95- Was your father’s name

Archie Bunker?

me

R97 Funny you say that. Growing up, I hated watching All in the Family, because Archie reminded me too much of my own father. The show made me so uncomfortable.

Lauren Bacall and Barbara Stanwyck.

Could not understand either. He did not like the fact that Stanwyck left Frank Fay. After my Dad died, I found out that Frank Fay was an alcoholic whom Stanwyck support when he was down and out. My Dad got it wrong, but he would have appreciated and respected Stanwyck had he known this.

He hated fat whores.

My dad hated doing dishes or any kind of “women’s work”.

Badly dressed/poorly groomed people.

Mine hated “The Dick Van Dyke Show” because Mary Tyler Moore wore slacks.

My dad wasn't "handy" like my uncles were. He couldn't build a shed or rewire something or work on cars. He wasn't particularly fond of yard work. He didn't take that much pride in how the front yard looked.

I think he hated the mundane chores that he did on weekends. Later in life, he got into golfing and a couple of other hobbies, so that was good.

Ethnic jokes. My beloved Reform Jewish dad was a pro-choice, pro-black, intellectual liberal feminist. I miss him so much.

Missing an episode of As The World Turns. If he couldn't watch in his office for some reason my mother had to give very detailed notes of what happened that day.

R106 Same here, only my dad was raised Missouri Synod Lutheran (non-practicing, however), then converted to Roman Catholicism during the last five years of his life to be the same religion as mom who was very liberal RC (always reminding us kids to not pay attention to everything the Pope says as the notion of papal infallibility (Vatican) 1) had been a no-go for generations within her German Catholic family.

I would add that my dad also HATED seeing any kind of animal abuse. I remember one time, we were driving down the street, and he looked over and saw some guy in vacant lot beating a dog and swinging the poor pooch round and round over his head. He stopped the car, got out, and went over and confronted the guy. We kids sat in the car, like OMG! .. HERO!

Oatmeal, jello, and American cheese sandwiches. His mother, a widow, was very poor. My dad hated those foods with a passion. My mom was an excellent cook and served family full dinners.

His mother, though, had a very clean and organized home. She made sure her children were well dressed and neat. She lined her closets with patchouli oil. Whenever I smell it, I think of grandma. It's brings back such wonderful memories.

My dad hated my gag complex.

One of these statements must not be true:

[quote]His mother had a very clean home.

[quote]She lined her closets with patchouli oil.

“The Sound of Music” and people sniffling when they have colds, although he would be doing it constantly.

He also hated listening to reason, which is why he and I are not in regular contact.

Pulling out.

So many of these are answers I could have written.

My dad hated foreign cars but changed his mind in more recent years.

Yes, foreign cars! Also, people who chewed gum. He said they looked like cows, and it looked terrible. Also, people who did not wear a belt with pants with a shirt tucked in.

People who uses Kleenex and not a handkerchief

I’m racking (wracking?) my brain to remember anything. The man wasn’t a saint but I don’t recall anything he felt particularly negative towards. Maybe asking for directions. He’d get a little pissy if we were lost an mom suggested asking for help. Mom had lots of fun little hates, like Barbara Eden, Jerry Lewis and Petula Clark.

I’m his last years he hated Trump. I miss him.

Felix Unger. He said if he were Oscar he'd kick Felix's ass.

Cary Grant

Columbo

He had major beefs with AT&T and the water department.

I think shoulder music meant the kind people listened to with boom boxes.

The sound of running water (what was done to you, father?)

The sound of me and my sister giggling. He would growl, "STOP LAAAAUGHING!!" at the top of his lungs, all pained, like the sound of happy children was his kryptonite.

Anyone sitting on the arms of a couch. He could sense it from across the house and come barelling into the living room to yell at us. He was convinced that the weight of our six-year old bodies would somehow collapse that massive steel tanker sofa like a pile of sticks.

Eye shadow, which instantly made women into whores as far as my father was concerned. My sister could have blown the entire football team in the rumpus room so long as she did it with a clean face.

Mine hated people walking around with a toothpick in the mouth.

r117 Wracking.

He hated seeing people drink from cans or bottles. A glass was a must.

The smell of blueberries and bubble gum. He'd randomly accuse us of chewing gum and fly into a rage when we denied it. I've never noticed that blueberries have a smell but they were forbidden in our house.

R120 I love the word rumpus room but I have not heard it in a while. I wonder what a rumpus even is?

Man, all these dads are just walking around like tinder boxes, triggered by the most innocuous things....

Rage was the only acceptable emotion for men.

[quote] The sound of me and my sister giggling. He would growl, "STOP LAAAAUGHING!!" at the top of his lungs, all pained, like the sound of happy children was his kryptonite.

Oh, you poor kids. Seriously. Laughter is free and it's one of the few things kids can do to comfort themselves from mean adults. My siblings and cousins and I would laugh so hard at some of the shit our grandmother put us through. (She basically turned us into servants & cleaning people.)

Arlene Francis.

She was a once a passenger in his cab and extremely rude. Every time he saw her on tv or saw a picture of her he called her “the bitch with the pockmarked face”.

Pussy

Fast food. Madonna. Slow drivers.

"That computer shit"

Me.

Fruity cocktails

My mother.

Any meal more complicated than his standard meat and potatoes.

Any drink that was not

Black coffee

Scotch

[quote]My dad hated my gag complex.

Maybe this joke would have worked better if you had written "gag reflex."

Anyone who wasn’t Italian. He wouldn’t root for a sports team unless they had an Italian manager or quarterback. But I loved the asshole anyway.

Oh, I forgot to add, French ladies! Not men— just women. Anytime there was a chick with a French accent on TV, he would scoff, roll his eyes and do this contemptuous, high-pitched "impression" of her like, "Oh, pew pew le pew!" while flicking his wrist. As he was changing the channel he'd say, "that accent—what an asshole!" as if that was all that needed to be said to explain this bizarrely specific acrimony for Frenchwomen.

Dads are weird, man.

My dad hated coffee. He bitched when Mom made it. He drank Lipton tea. He also hated ham. When us kids came home for dinner and smelled or saw big, fat ham steaks on the stove, we knew she was mad at him. (Conversely, he loved liver and onions, so when she was happy with him and/or mad at us kids, she made it.)

He also hated Ford vehicles.

Casseroles

William Shatner, The Beatles, Republicans

Anyone who would harm an animal

The list of things he loved was much longer. He was a good guy and I miss him.

Hippies

Home baked fish. He’d make a big production if he got a fish bone. He’d pull it out of his mouth and hold it up to the light for everyone to see, like it was a needle placed there on purpose. I don’t think he liked the fish and was using choking on a bone as a reason that it not be served.

This is an interesting thread. Some of these dads sound neurotic.

Most of the dads sound like fucking assholes, actually.

Could there be a correlation between gay men and overbearing fathers?🤔

Earrings

Caftans

Any movie starring Helen Lawson.

In no particular order: Jane Fonda Danny Kaye people opening the refrigerator and standing in front of it people opening the door during winter and standing in the doorway people taking long showers hot weather Japanese imported cars bad table manners using "you know" or "like" or "gonna" having any kind of debt, other than a mortgage

Sorry about the James Joyce stream of consciousness sentence above. It was written using a nice neat column, but got mashed together when I posted it.

[quote]When us kids came home for dinner

Oh, dear!

Christmas.

Ok, maybe 'hated' is a little bit strong, but he didn't care for it. He grew up very poor and would get basically socks and underwear for Christmas (and that would be it), so it didn't bring back good memories for him. Were it not for my mother (who loves Christmas), I don't think we'd even have a tree.

Asian cuisine. Except for wonton soup, which he claimed was great for hangovers.

Jfk's dad. Always called him a "crook" and hated how he made his money as a bootlegger. He didn't hate JFK though.

Also, if we disrespected our mom. We could curse the living shit out of him (well, if we dared, we didn't) but if we sassed with our mom he would slap the living shit out of us without warning.

We couldn't chew Juicy Fruit gum around him. He said it stunk.

R151 put line spacing between each phrasing or word next time, cunt.

Hippies! They were a scapegoat for anything bad for which he lacked a better explanation

Talking on the telephone. My brothers and I joked that, rather than make a 15-second call to ask, he would drive 2 hours to see if a shop had some item he wanted, then drive two hours in another direction to check at a other store.

On the rare occasion he did speak on the phone, he spoke in a voice so loud and booming and clear I could hear every word from far outside the house. He did, though, like to act out mock calls of complaint to the manager of the A&P grocery for example, saying he wanted to hear not another word from my mother about the sightings of small pesky lap dogs in the store. Those were often quite entertaining because he sounded so convincing appalled at some societal or mercantile lapse.

Being wrong or in error. Apologizing (I would assume, since it never happened). Being a father.

Methinks all this Daddy talk is unearthing some choler in R158.

My dad hated little gay boys like me.

Shows that his son loved about men in prison.

He hated the scent of mutton. He grew up on that crap.

He hated dopers.

He hated rock&roll music.

He felt betrayed every time an actor/c&w singer was busted for possession.

Reagan

Mad Max

Millli Vanilli

George Michael

Godfather 3

Kid n Play

UPN

Femme black men

Why do Fools fall in love (the film)

I can't think of anything except Minnie Riperton's whistle-register.

Why didn't he like Mad Max, R165?

Bare feet.

Commies

My mother

My Dad hated the telephone...claimed it only brought bad news. He especially hated it if he had to take a call after he got home from work at night.

He passed away in 1997. I cannot imagine what he'd think today with everyone and his brother with a phone in their hands.

I mentioned his dislike of Lauren Bacall and Barbara Stanwyck upthread, He disliked Susan Hayward and Veronica Lake. Never asked why, and I don't understand it. Maybe because they played femmes fatales.

My father hated the Clinton impeachment. He thought it was a political waste of time, and after the House vote, called the voter registration office to change his party affiliation from Republican to Democrat, and told them why. If he were alive now, he’d be positively incensed by the current shenanigans of useless politicians.

He also hated sour cream and having it anywhere near him the dinner table. Also at the dinner table, he hated to see French fries go to waste and would nicely advise if he thought we were taking more than we could eat (yes, he LOVED French fries).

R162’s comment neatly sums up what my dad hated. People thought of him as a friendly, easy-going guy. But he pretty much hated everything about me.

He hated that I wasn’t athletic. He hated that I wouldn’t watch sports on TV.

He hated that I wasn’t as good and respectful as every other child he knew (his words). He hated that my Bs and As were not all A pluses.

He hated how I dressed. He hated that I was insufficiently deferential to him 24/7.

He hated that I allowed kids at school to bully me instead of beating them up.

He hated when I used the pronoun she to refer to my mother. I always had to say Mom or My mother. Never she. (???)

Like others’ dads, he hated when I made “unnecessary” phone calls. (“You think money grows on trees?!? You what I have to do to earn a dollar???”)

He hated when I asked for stuff other kids had. He hated when I asked for permission to do stuff other kids did. (“If they jump off the Brooklyn Bridge, are you gonna jump off the Brooklyn Bridge?”)

He hated that I “forced” him to punish me by hitting me. (“The way you behave, you leave me with no choice. I don’t want to do it. I have to.”)

He hated that I chose to become a teacher. (“That’s not a real job. That’s for girls.”)

Imagining what the neighbors might think.

Wire hangers.

My dad would not eat most vegetables, any kind of fish or pizza

R175’s dad must have been Liberace.

When my mother was asked to perform at parties.

When the local news would not mention a suspect's race during a broadcast. Such as "the suspect is described as a male in his 30s, with short brown hair and approximately 6 feet tall." My father would yell at the television: "Yes, but black or white?"

R167 Don’t know, guess it wasn’t his cup of sci-fi dystopian future. He loved The Matrix. Anytime us kids were watching anything sci-fi in living room he would say, I hope this isn’t like that Mad Max crap.

my hairy nutsack

Hug for R173

R179 He sounds like a DL'er

He hated me when I was a tomboy. He hated the grown up lesbian me, too.

[quote]My dad hated little gay boys like me.

That's ok, because we love you, and people like you.

And r173, you're getting some of that lovin' too, my friend.

We are from Staten Island and this is what he said about Madonna after I begged him to take me to see Desperately Seeking Susan, which he did:

She looks like any number of fat broads I see every morning on the ferry. There’s no appeal.

Hey, R182 and R185, thank you so much.

I’ve pretty well survived all of that and I’m old now but I suppose even if you’re doing ok, you don’t entirely forget what you lived through. Your simple comments really do mean a lot to me. 😘

Country music, Richard Nixon, and holier-than-thou Christians.

And "Hogan's Heroes", which we were never allowed to watch. (We're Jews, and he was appalled that they would make a sitcom out about a WW2 German prisoner of war camp, complete with bumbling-but-lovable Nazis). To this day, I've never seen an episode of that show.

Nixon, Agnew, Reagan, Bush 1, Bush 2.

The Yankees.

Sending more love to R162 and R173, R184, and anyone else with a hateful homophobe father.

Jane Fonda.

My dad was a gentle, loving, good-humored, smart, handsome, hardworking, ethical man. He never had a bad feeling or thought about another person ever. He truly was a fucking saint. It's not always easy to have a saint as a father.

R8 He did, however, really disapprove of the Dodgers for destroying that community in Chavez Ravine.

Lot's of DLers with daddy issues in this thread. That said, I'll throw my hat in with the rest of the damaged, also...

Me. He hated me. I'm convinced he saw me as a walking child support deduction from his paychecks.

It appears r173 and I may be kindred spirits. Sadly. :(

And r169 is Eric Forman.

My Dad hated our pets. I think he was jealous that the kids loved them more than him. Maybe not of the bird. Once he came in proud that he just drowned a batch of newly-born kittens he had found under the house. I was appalled.

r195 WTF???

Medium-well or Well Done Steaks.

Thanks, R185. You're very sweet.

Being a dad Women

Being a dad

AND

women

Thanks, R190. Just noticed your post. Sending you love too.

R196 - my Dad came from a rural background so animals were used to eat not be pets.

Fags

Blacks

Mexicans

Gay Marriage

People on welfare

[quote]And "Hogan's Heroes", which we were never allowed to watch. (We're Jews, and he was appalled that they would make a sitcom out about a WW2 German prisoner of war camp, complete with bumbling-but-lovable Nazis). To this day, I've never seen an episode of that show.

Trust me, you haven't missed a thing.

R192 hopefully, reading all these, you know how very lucky you are.

In our house it was MONEY. Without that, my folks never would've fought. But they fought constantly. Tragic- their lives could've been so much nicer. Because, no purpose was ever served by him getting mad over the goddamned phone bill. My mom, a 35 year old adult, would HIDE the phone bill from him. And sometimes, he'd find it and blow up.

Now, they're retired in South Carolina and never fight over anything. He's 74, she's 71. What a fucking waste all those years were. Fuck.

More than anything, Dad hated Bill Cosby. He told me Cosby was a rapist.

I never got him to be more specific. Dad died in 1992.

My Uncle Bill HATED Marlo Thomas. "The original slut" he called her.

He HATED The Graduate. He felt it was the first popular American movie that lauded immorality.

He LOVED Jackie Gleason. Used to talk about being 20 years old, and waiting till "after Gleason" to take my aunt Pat out on Saturday nights.

He LOVED Duffy's Tavern on radio. He'd recitethe opening (some guy answering the telephone: "Duffy's Tavern. This is Archie the manager speakin'. Duffy ain't here. Oh Hiya Duff!"and it would go on. He recited it to me circa 2012 when he was in his 80s. "Isn't that somethin'? I remember a speech from 65 years ago, but I can't remember a thing about what I did yesterday!"

Uncle Bill was simple, yet complex. He HATED the electoral college. "I never met a man who voted for president... and neither have you!"

My aunt Pat said of him "Bill's never had a depressed day in his life." Which is crazy, considering they lost a child in 1955 due to blue baby syndrome.

Uncle Bill said some horrible things that I wouldn't even repeat here. But, I know he was a product of the great depression, and had a physically (to him and his mother) abusive father. So, I forgive him. I love him. I miss him.

Beards and people living off welfare

Beards? So he hated Olivia Munn?

The Kennedys— any of them though he once admired JFK. Teddy in particular would really get him ranting if he saw him on the news.

The Yankees — Scum of the earth!

Slow drivers— he’d shout out loud to the hapless older driver“You old coot! Why so slow — what the heck is the matter with you?” Ironically, he was probably the same age if not older than the old cunt.

Most popular TV shows: “Strictly junk! How can you watch that? Is your homework done?”

Well, there is the Chappaquiddick incident, R210.

When I was young my mother would pick out gifts for my father (they were divorced) for me to give him at Christmas. He was a music fan so it would usually be some cassette tapes or box set. I remember he got very upset after the second or third Paul Simon album - "Is she doing this out of spite? I hate Paul Simon!"

R210 & R211 - my father never failed to mention Chappaquiddick whenever Ted Kennedy was shown or mentioned. He also never fails to remind me that Biden is a plagiarist going way back.

[quote]Things Your Dad Hated. Things your dad hated growing up

I didn't know my dad growing up. I wasn't born yet.

Oh, dear.

R213, Plagiarist . . .

R215 Your dad hated plagiarism? Or did your troll algorithm cross code?

R216, Actually, he hated you.

R215 My dad forgave my many, many faults and failures. Always looked for ways to help me be a wiser, happier, more actualized person. I was fucking fortunate. I suspect your dad (given the evidence from your posts here) may well have hated me.

R192/R218, Obviously, his efforts were not successful. Pity.

R206 what industry was your dad in? Entertainment, journalism, pharmaceutical?

R207 The OP said dads not uncles. Die in a grease fire.

People who salt their food before tasting it

People who make weak coffee. You can add water to it if it'd too strong for God's sake! You can't make weak coffee stronger!

Houston. It's too damn hot and humid!

Dropping the Atom bomb TWICE. We didn't even give them time to surrender after the first one!

Harry Truman (for dropping the unnecessary bomb)

Accounting. (He was an accountant)

R219 It's a work in progress, that's for sure.

I am moved by the reports in this thread; all the pain fathers caused. Life is so short...

[quote]Harry Truman (for dropping the unnecessary bomb)

Harry S Truman, for dropping the period from his middle initial.

All in the Family

One Day at a Time

Dimly lit restaurants

“Ethnic” food

Wearing clothes at home

The French

Mincing prisspots.

Oh please. Ninety percent of you lying queens have committed plagiarism at some point in your lives.

R228 oh my I do not think you know what plagiarism means. I’m a scholar and can help. Want to exchange emails?

[quote]It's "my father" not "my dad."

Why, r39?

[quote]R228 oh my I do not think you know what plagiarism means. I’m a scholar and can help. Want to exchange emails?

Yes, well plenty of students steal ideas from other people even if they don't copy their writing word for word. The latter is not a good idea now that professors have various online tools to check for plagiarism. I'm ancient and was a student pre-internet.

One of my friends had parents who had both been in concentration camps, who actually loved Hogan's Heroes, belive it or not.

Gambling. He would get irate if any of us mentioned going to a casino or even betting on anything. I never really knew why.

Later, I found out his father was a horrible gambling addict. My dad had to drop out of school in 9th grade to help his mother support the younger siblings, and then joined the Navy as soon as he could. He was sending almost all his money home to his mother, who had it in a secret bank account. My grandfather somehow found out about it and cleaned it all out and lost it all. I never knew him.

I didn’t find out about this until after my dad died. I wish he’d just told me about it.

When his friends would call at night. He hated being bothered when he was watching his shows. We'd always have to tell them he was asleep or not at home.

Mexicans and blacks. Even to this day he still uses the "n word".

R235 Oh my. Hopefully his stankin ass only says so behind closed doors. Would hate for him to meet an early death through beating.

Maybe it's just my evil streak, but I laughed at r212's mother.

Good for her!

r221, I'm not him, but you can fuck right off.

Not everyone had traditional "fathers," you cunt.

Little Richard, whom he (accidentally) saw performing in a New Orleans supper club, circa 1955: I asked, What was it like!?? "Screaming little n*****, we got up and left."

Is R60 Liv Tyler?

Not very original - but, his mother-in-law.

Once she died he moved onto his daughter-in-law (my brother's wife). He talked about her to EVERYONE. I was once in Milan with him and he pointed out some guy he'd been chatting to in a cafe´ - he said "He hates his daughter-in-law as well". They'd know each other for a total of 30 minutes.

Any further unprotected marital sex after my birth.

Television commercials Reagan Apartheid

Me, as it turned out.

Communists, the Red Cross, Loni Anderson.

Roseanne Barr

Me — because I was artsy, musical, an unapologetic homo, and became very successful.

He's a miserable old coot.

[quote]The LA Dodgers. That’s all I can think of. My dad was a good guy.

Did he grow up in Brooklyn?

My father hated being a father. 8 children later - worthless.

Nixon, college administrators, turkey

Muslims, Catholics, and Tom Poston.

My father was not very outspoken about news and such, but was highly moralistic about things, and I remember one time in about 1985, at my parent's house, the television was on and there was some kind of news item or story about Jackie O, who was then still alive. My father was wandering past, heading towards the kitchen, where I was, and I caught him muttering under his breath to himself, "The most expensive whore who ever lived." -R239