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+title:  Story of an entrepreneurial family
+date:   Mon, 05 Jan 2026 04:37:02 +0100
+author: -fab- <fab@redterminal.org>
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This is part  of the story of  my family as I remember  it. Just to
show you how the "financially  better situated" people work from my
perspective, although I'm not really a part of it.

The family from my mothers side was a family of entrepreneurs since
my great-grandfather, maybe even  since before him. The Corporation
of  my great-grandfather  was  later inherited  by my  grandfathers
younger brother and had roughly 200 workers. It was a metal working
industrial corporation.

My Grandfather was the "least" successful of his brothers and had a
midsize  firm with  20 workers  at its  height. The  story will  be
mostly  about him  and especially  his son,  lets call  him H.  (my
uncle).

My Mother  was his first child  and has a younger  sister (who left
the family  the day she  was of legal  age, knowing what  was going
on.). Then  several years later  came *finally* for  my grandfather
his only son H.  H. is 6 years older than me (my  mom was 22 when I
was born) and  was a scrupulous and violent asshole  since he was a
little child.

My mom  did have  an early divorce  when I was  very young  and the
situation was very difficult  for my mom. So she had  to serve as a
secretary and  had to scrub  the workers washing rooms  among other
things  (she  was  only  a  woman)  for  my  grandfather.  I  don't
know  exactly when  she  managed to  "jump off"  and  she became  a
Kindergartener.

But my grandfather  always wanted his son H. to  lead the firm. And
so he was "reared": He always  enforced what he wanted and was also
violent to  me at  times. When  he grew older  he even  was violent
against my grandma (who was very good  to me). But that was the way
my grandfather wanted  H. to be: A scrupulous, violent  pig who may
do everything.  My grandfather  even didn't  intervene when  H. got
violent to my grandma. The perfect leader of the firm.

My grandfather thought that he would be nursed by my mother when he
was old (which I would have forbidden, and my mother hadn't done it
anyway) and financially provided by H. But as you sow, so you shall
reap and H. kicked him out  the house into a cheap retirement home,
the day  my grandfather became  annoying. I think he  never visited
him.

This is the way "the better people" want their children: Scrupulous
assholes so they can be the leaders of their legacy. Of course they
don't reckon  that their  own "flesh and  blood" will  turn against
them, the day they got in power.

H. still  leads the  firm, but  we don't have  any contact  to this
asshole. We don't need  him and I *really* hate him.  I wish him to
die of testicle cancer.

For my grandpa  I'm not sure if  I should feel sorry for  him or if
it's his own fault. I tend to the latter.

All in all - Have fun!
-fab-