“Ho hum,” Ignatius yawned. “Perhaps my mother has done me a great favor by planning to remarry. Those Oedipal bonds were beginning to overwhelm me.” He threw his yo-yo into the bag. “Apparently you had safe passage through the South.”
I don't think there was anything Oedipal here, but they go on another racist rant, which I feel is the author's attempt to call it out, but I don't really know and that's the problem.
