Album cover Barry Manilow divides; the Who unites.
The holidays are fast approaching, which means while you're baking a ham, mashing potatoes, and putting those crispy onions on the green bean casserole, your mother is drunk on egg nog, and your father is going out of his way to push your buttons.
My dad and I don't generally get on each others nerves, despite our differences. Our political views are vastly different. The best Bond film is still From Russia With Love, despite his best efforts to sway me that the Roger Moore years are the golden age. I can ignore his quips about Rush Limbaugh and Live and Let Die, but it's when he starts an argument about my musical taste that I become outraged.