Why I refuse to defend my Sister

I got quite a few texts from relatives of mine and friends regarding my blog lighting my sister on fire.  Most were folks asking why I don’t try to help her or be a true brother. 

Here are the reasons why…

First, she has lied to me so much I never know what the truth is.  She borrowed $5k from me once and claimed she needed it to pay rent and buy groceries.  Of course, she never paid me back, silly me, she told my parents it was a gift.  She claimed to have sold several houses, so I enlisted her to help me buy mine…. another major fail, I got the house but remember bumping into my vendor (it was his parent’s house) and the realtor and talking shop off the record after my offer was accepted.  My loan guy also said she was nearly impossible to reach prior to the hour of 1pm.

She was convicted of drug trafficking a felony, and while on probation convicted of DUI causing an accident while driving to the San Diego airport to catch a flight.  Yes, read the last part again, she was going to be boarding an airplane.  In both cases she had to be placed in a restraint, likely signaling she was on more than just booze.  She never did any jail time, and her fines were waived…. she got a free second and third chance.  The bloggers on this site never could have gotten the DUI as we would be partially through our jail time.  Yet time and time again she never realizes her luck.

She is the most entitled human I know. She owns a bulldog mix type dog, yet claims it’s a service dog.  Yeah, she is one of those.  Sign says no dogs?  Well, she will just eat at your patio.  The dog has never been trained, but who would expect a child to teach a dog any type of trick?  The best is when she flies home, check this out.  She will leave my folks house 30 minutes prior to departure and call southwest airlines and tell them hold the plane she is stuck in traffic!  Guess what?  They do! 

At every family event she attends she is a tertiary character, offering little during set-up, prep, cook, or clean up but is always the first to start drinking and the last to finish.  Ditto for any extended family type events, she can always be found in the photos red faced and full glass in hand.  She makes fun of other people, but that’s ok, because hey she drinks so she is one of us!  My parents shrug it off because, well, drinking to excess at 34 is cool!  Check out the last 3 weddings celebrated in the extended family, the photos are cringeworthy, literally in all of them she is drinking/drunk.  It is well known throughout the family of her arrests, yet no one cares she is drinking to excess?  Even worse they ply her with more drinks?  At the most recent wedding she was back on her BS, rather than RSVP’ing on time, she waited until 3 days before, and wanted to bring a plus one.  Thankfully for her she gets her way all the time, so request granted.  Hopefully they had enough wine for 5 extra people.

Worse yet is her vice problems.  A few years ago, an aunt of ours was in town with my grandmother.  One night my sister and her stayed up until 3am and polished off 5 bottles of the sacrament.  Leading to a rough hungover lasting until early evening.  For my sister this is a slow day of drinking, for my aunt, it was so much she got violently ill.  Keep in mind at the time my sister was 32, my aunt calls it 60.  This behavior is unacceptable for people of those ages, but no one cares. 

The absolute worst is these folks will make every excuse in the book for her, the coddling is off the charts.  They even feel bad that she is a felon and cannot find work.  The truth is she refuses to work.  I have it bad just like all of you because our tax dollars prop up people like this who refuse to contribute to society.  It is horrific to watch.

The behavior continues to this day, she is unrepentant and is typical of those who live in California.  They make excuses for everything.  Never have they been wrong in their lives, it’s sad to watch, but worse yet are the folks who coddle and cover for.

These are the reasons I do not defend her.  She will mess up again, and next time I fear no amount of money will clean the mess up.