“Any fool can be a Father, but it takes a real man to be a Daddy.”
~ Philip Whitmore Sr.
Uncle Fester, Crow’s arranged-marriage, mail-order groom who mysteriously has no neck or ascertainable gray matter to speak of, hasn’t been a significant character here, largely because he is little more than a pathetic joke: simply the only dolt that Crow’s father could rubbish up who was desperate enough to date a 42-year-old, visibly and unkindly aging, overgrown brat still living with her daddy. A mix of pity and disgust for Uncle Fester is the extent of his impact.
Recently Uncle Fester chose to present his true colors loud and clear. While the children were on the phone with their father, Uncle Fester started shouting childish insults and taunts in the background directed at their father.
It takes more than sperm to be a father. Sadly, Uncle Fester has reproduced multiple times, through multiple failed marriages, and has yet to learn or care about this. (The most horrifying part of that is that more than one woman has been willing to be within touching distance of his corpulent, misshapen girth.)
Such obscenely immature and selfish behavior is not being a father. Hell, it’s not even being an adult. That makes Uncle Fester and Crow an even better match than I realized. They can bond over their mutual contempt for and unabashed abuse of the children.
Crow, in typical fashion, did nothing to protect the kids from Uncle Fester’s belligerence.
Just as Crow will never be a genuine mother, Uncle Fester will never be a true father. A mother and a father are more than words or titles. Shamefully, neither wants to be any better than what they are, though both are galaxies away from being even adequate. There is a reason these two had to be swept up in the trash to be brought together.
The ones left to pay for not only Crow’s astoundingly poor parenting and raging jealousy, but now also Uncle Fester’s? You guessed it. The kids. Again.
“A man never stands as tall as when he kneels to help a child.”
~ Knights of Pythagoras