most of us probably have at least one (1) cool/crazy relative and let me tell you a thing about one of mine that pretty much sums up every interaction i ever had with them
so, my godfather, whom i see once a year, sat at our dining table on my brother's birthday playing dino-stacking with like-minded aunts and uncles, and — i swear to god — with the most content and cheerful expression ever, declared: "violence doesn't help? more violence." he then proceeded to slam a plastic t-rex on a stegosaurus.
this memory has carved itself into my brain. i cannot unthink it. every time i have to use slightly more force to do something i think to myself "violence doesn't help? more violence" in the e x a c t same way he said it and i think i'm going crazy