She bought Madonna tickets. {750$for 3 tickets} Firstly, she had the gall to ask me if I wanted to go. After I snidely asked if Madonna were aborting herself on stage as an encore, my wife got the picture that there's no way in hell I was going to go.
Between this and her frequent use of TikTok, the day to day war of mine has now threatened to sow the seeds of dissent in my home.
The normie sleep is deep. It has built-in defenses. If you attack it head on, the defenses go up and you won't get through.
I'm working on a family member right now. I went to her house and she was watching the Oscars. I told her "These people hate you," but she didn't care.
I flanked her defenses by avoiding debate. Through casual conversation, we got to talking about JFK. I showed her the Tucker clip about the CIA being involved in the assassination, and Tucker's source saying the entire government is fake. She said that gave her chills.
This kind of thing softens them up. From there I can move onto Hollywood pedos, the NXIVM cult, the Britney Spears conservatory, then eventually Madonna if I wanted to.
Good approach