One has to understand where the simple-minded simple-mindedness of the cross-bearing carpetbagging maternal ancestress of the Bostonian Drunkard is coming from.
During the last half of the '40s, and all through the '50s and '60s, she was a rich little girl, the apple of her father's eye. Even though her father doted on her, he was a traditionalist. The sons were prepared for the law business, but the daughter was to marry a blue-blooded attorney.
The normal rebellion; the cross-bearing carpetbagging maternal ancestress thought herself as good as her brothers, which perhaps she was. Rejection of dad's Republican politics, of dad's Irish Roman Catholicism, of dad's materialism, of dad's big plans for her.
Ooops, did I say "rejection of dad's materialism"?
I misspoke; of course she rejected not the affluence and wealth bestowed upon her by her father. She had no intention of living in austerity.
She did however instead of marrying a blue-blooded State Street attorney, married an obscure attorney from Alabama, and gave the world the gift of the Bostonian Drunkard.
When the Bostonian Drunkard was still a wee little lad, in the manner of Dan and Marilyn Quayle, the cross-bearing carpetbagging maternal ancestress attended night law-school classes, and got her degree, to show dad she was as good as her brothers, which she perhaps is, or was.
Seeking to avoid the consequences of her own voting record--high taxes, high crime, high illiteracy, congestion, filth, squalor, dirt, corruption--she escaped to then-Republican New Hampshire and became city attorney of a small town there.
As a resident of New Hampshire, she pig-headedly persists in voting the same ways she had voted in Massachusetts, hoping to turn that place too into another cesspool like her native state, refusing to see that it was people such as her who made her native state into a cesspool to begin with.
One reasonably assumes that once New Hampshire becomes saturated with high taxes, crime, illiteracy, congestion, filt, squalor, dirt, corruption, since she has the material means to do so, she will then transfer to another pristine state, and vote to soil that one too. (Not all people have the means to escape hellholes, and they are the biggest victims of the cross-bearing carpetbagging maternal ancestress; she forces them to live in the shithouse while she goes off to some place cleaner, nicer.)
The cross-bearing carpetbagging maternal ancestress, while she has always readily accepted the largesse given by her late father, seems to have never inquired into its source. One wonders why.