Donald Trump Jr. Posted An Instagram Of His Pop Dressed As Superman, Me Likey

I use my parents’ Netflix account because I’m an American, and whenever I sign on, one of the curated categories (“recommended for you”) is “Father-Son reunion stories.” I used to think this was subliminal messaging from my dad–that somehow, he was queueing up tons of father-son movies to tell me he wished we could hang out more. This caused me a great deal of guilt. That my dad couldn’t just tell me outright that he wanted to spend more time with me, so he had to manipulate the Netflix algorithm to send that message? It’s the sort of strategy that would make a woman say, “ugh, MEN” in the most judgmental tone, excoriating us for not being able to speak honestly and directly about our feelings.

I felt like a total, unappreciative, dickhead son. Here I am, living the life in New York City while my loving father sits at home, poring through the vast library of Netflix choices to find movies about fathers and sons in order to tell me he loves me. But eventually, I realized that we both loved these movies! I was watching them too. In a strange way, this “recommended for you” category was really “recommended for US.” Me and my old man. Father and son, loving fathers and sons together. In a way, sharing this category was a mini-reunion in itself.

If you’re trying to rebuild or strengthen your relationship with your dad, do your homework. The following movies are a good place for you both to start:

Classic Francis blog here. 3 paragraphs in and I haven’t even touched the topic. I bet a lot of you thought I was going to shit on Trump Jr. for instagramming this fun, silly picture of his dad. Nope! Not this father-son-love loving blogger. In fact, I think it’s awesome. A son envisions his father as Superman, perhaps the world’s greatest superhero. The beard is a nice touch, too. Donnie looks like a cross between Letterman and Lincoln.

If you can’t put politics aside and appreciate this father-son love, you probably have a bad relationship with your father. I’m sorry that you’re mad at dad. Earlier in this blog, I suggested some films that might help you with your problem. Start there, and in short order, you’ll be hugging and leaking snot into each other’s shoulders while you pronounce “I LOVE YOU DAD” for the entire therapy group to hear.