It was prefaced with "show this to your doctors!". I am so furious I can barely see. Bad enough that he reads a publication whose editor has her own page on the Southern Poverty Law Center watchlist. Bad enough that he, who lives 30 minutes from my parents, is in such deep denial that he refuses to discuss anything having to do with Dad, hospice, or death in any way. He refuses to assist my Mother with any of the arrangements. He refuses to talk to my Mother about anything that doesn't include my Dad living forever. When she point-blank asked for his wishes regarding Dad's memorial service, he ignored her, got up from the table, and walked away.
But this stupid email really took the cake. I want to call him and give him a piece of my mind, but unfortunately we don't have that kind of relationship. We are on opposite sides of everything, always have been. We're not enemies or anything...more like friendly strangers.
Kind of sucks.
At least I don't have to talk to a right-wing nutjob.
So there's that.