unrelated story about last Christmas when it was unseasonably cold and the snow was really coming down and both me and my sister got texts from the power company about how they were doing brownouts and my parents were like 'wha? why didn't you pay your bill i know you do ok for yourself' and no amount of explaining about how they were cutting us off so the black city can keep their 4 burner 85 F Christmas night going despite the broken and failing infrastructure could make them understand. and eventually sitting there looking at my breath steaming out in the living room as we moved onto reminiscing about old times and keeping the toddler entertained and baby swaddled i came to realize they could understand, but refused to