Tonight at dinner my sister's otherwise fairly quiet 13 year old grandson randomly piped up and said "Trump is awesome!"

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Needless to say, conversation at the table ground to a halt. I found myself wishing that my sister's IBS afflicted dog would audibly fart so that we could all exclaim "Ewwww" - a conversation altering response that would have been equally appropriate for both what would have been emitted from the dog and from the 13 year old. Finally, after what seemed like forever, my sister's daughter asked "Excuse me. What did you just say?" To which the kid responded "All my friends say Trump is going to save Tik Tok and make the internet great again." The boy's dad - clearly not yet skilled at cross-examination of a teenager - responded with "Is that right?"

At this point, I knew this was going sideways fast. But, what the hell was I, the invited uncle, supposed to do? This train wreck was happening and all I could do was admire the intensity of the flashing warning signals. Somehow though the kid exceeded all damage estimates. "Absoooolutely. Trump's our hero," he responded. While everyone else at the table tried to wrap their heads around that solid gold nugget, it was all I could do to keep from busting out laughing. When I was growing up, the worst thing you could tell your parent was "I hate you." Today, in a Democratic family, the worst thing a kid can tell their parent is "I love Trump."

By now, Mom, the 91 year old matriarch of our family was staring at my sister, who made the mistake of asking "What are you looking at me for?" Mom and my sister have a relationship that is best described as a strawberry field littered with landmines. One wrong step and you're likely to lose a leg rather than find something sweet. That said, Mom's response was the kind of Molotov cocktail that only a nonagenarian can bake up, a secret recipe blend of sugar and acid. "Your daughter raised him and you raised her. I didn't raise you this way though. You did this all on your own." Bam! Now it's on. Cause that's how we roll on a Friday night in this politically passionate family.

Now, I'd like to think my sister's grandson - a bright kid who gets straight A's - is smarter than to honestly be beguiled by Trump. He knew exactly what he was doing tonight. Call it Messing with Adults 101 in the age of Trump. Good on you kid. You got us. Once you get a job though, you owe me a dinner.