And no she does not. I don’t know about her pooter.

*shudders*

I like lauraw’s dad’s take. Say something short, simple and clear and then let it go. And you’re also right about not talking her down. I know he’s not that happy with the relationship but it seems like he’s on a moving train that he doesn’t know how to get off.

You guys give good advice for a bunch of jackasses. Thanks.

Now let’s go back to talking about boobs and stuff. Pooter.

My brother (the liberal) is a three time loser. His first was a messed up teenager who had had multiple abortions, and VD. She also turned out to be a manic depressive. Three kids later, they divorce.

The second was a very liberal “artiste” who worked at Hallmark. I remember one year, before they were married, her bragging (at Thanksgiving dinner, come to think of it) about how she buys her birth control pills at Planned Parenthood so she can help support less fortunate women who need “services” there. My sister and I exchanged glances. Divorce after one year.

Wife #3 was an evangelical Christian, (never knew her political bent) but she was suffering an enduring trauma as an adult about being sexually molested by a family member as a child. Anyone could have told him this one was going to be problematic. My big buttinsky of a mother who never knows when to shut up, DID have some things to say about this one, and my brother distanced himself from our whole family for the next several years. That meant the cousins were kept away from each other for all those years of holiday gatherings. He spent Thanksgiving with us for the first time in about five years, now that he’s divorced.

Now he’s down on marriage, and down on Christianity.

I would say something, just so that my conscience is clear when it all goes to hell later on. But you don’t want to say so much that you become persona non grata if they stay together.

FWIW, Knut is in the news again.

Oh, and I agree. Never straight out take on somebody’s love interest. That’ll only spur even more resentment.

HA! You’re good pajama momma. That’s one of the many reasons that I dig your chili.

My brother had hooked up with a really wrong type of chick. Dad never said anything bad about her.
There was just this feeling of tension. Finally, one day when they were alone and the subject kind of came up, Dad said to him, “You are not this stupid.” And then he zipped his lip and wouldn’t talk about it anymore.

That was it. The relationship hobbled along for just a few more months and then he woke up to reality and sent the gal home. A little seed of thought worked way better than a 2X4.

Whatever you do, don’t stir up his protective instinct by directly criticizing the girl.