“I’ve been totally brainwashed.” “Fathers don’t brainwash their children.” “Bullsugar.” “No, really. We propagandize them.” “What’s the difference?” “Propaganda is gentler than brainwashing. You often don’t even know it’s happening.” “Oh, I know it’s happening, all right,” she said. “’Cause it’s like always happening.” “You’re so terribly, terribly oppressed.” She sighed. “I endure.” Jeffy smiled and shook his head. The incredible, magical thing that he, a dreamer, sometimes anticipated had in fact happened a long time ago. Her name was Amity.
Father daughter talking about brainwshing vs propoganda
