So today I drove the half-hour out from the city to get to their suburb and help my dad move furniture, they just moved houses.
I have a great relationship with my parents, but can't really broach the topic of science or politics, and certainly not religion. There's definitely an elephant-in-the-room feel sometimes, but the best thing to do is stay lighthearted and try to have a good time. Still, we're typically only one rainbow away from my mom exclaiming about how wonderful God is, in which case I just keep my mouth shut, because there's no point trying to explain optical refraction, simple as though it may seem to you and I.
From their perspective, it's "Why would you want to burn in hell? All you have to do is believe!". I will refrain from demolishing this argument, there's no need here.
My parents are probably one reason Hubski appeals to me. Here, we get to talk about things that matter, and hardly anyone ever gets their knickers in a twist.