My brother lives in an upper middle-class suburb of Chicago and one of the things he hates most is attending parties hosted by his kid’s friends from their Catholic schools. He says that that's when you get to see the real crazies up close, in their own homes. These smiling adults, without fail, wind up talking about their conservative politics. He tries to avoid these situations as much as possible but his wife always convinces him to go, for their children’s sake. My brother comes home from these gatherings always wishing he didn’t know how totally whacked these parents really are. It really depresses him.