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ORIGINAL: hizgeorgiapeach

It's been a couple of weeks since my idiot brother called, asking me to help him get his car fixed cause "his bills are too high."  Told him no on that one, he calls back a couple of days later, asking me to get his truck insured under my name, and to get the tag done (which is due Now), again because he "can't afford to do so" - this time supposedly because of the cost of paying for the repairs to the vehical.
 
So I tell him I'll think about it - that it's going to depend on whether there's money left after all of my bills are paid and everything done for the month that needed financing - and drag my feet about actually looking to see what it would cost.  (Yes, I intended to simply put it off and then tell him I couldn't afford to help, but that's beside the point.)
 
So over the past 4 days, he's called me 7 times, to see whether I had "finished' getting the insurance and tag for his truck.  (No, I still hadn't, and made excuses.)  Only this time, while he's on the phone with me, I make the "suggestion" that he go ahead and get the insurance himself - because (supposedly) I'm having difficulties getting it as a completely seperate policy from what is on My car.  At which point, he informs me that he wants me to get the insurance because he Can't - no one will insure him at this point - his driver's licence has been suspended until Next April, due to the crap back in February when he managed to get the Harley stolen!
 
I'm...... beyond flabergasted at this point.  I'm to fed up to be angry - this is simply par for the course for him.  I'm just - Fed Up.  I have to wonder if he's ever going to grow up and learn that it does him no good to call expecting me to clean up the messes he makes for himself.
 
He spent the first 41 years of his life expecting our grandparents to bail him out of every jam he created for himself - and our grandmother the bat always obliged.  She obliged right into bancruptcy.  Then he conned dad into picking up where the bat left off, after mom died and dad was at his most vulnerable emotionally.  He kept it up, in fact, until after dad's stroke, when I suddenly had all the responcibility dumped in my lap, and it was then strictly My decision as to whether he got helped out or not.  In the 3 years since dad's stroke, he's consistantly ignored the rest of the family except when he showed up to whine for money.  He didn't bother to visit dad, while dad was in the nursing home, except when he wanted money - figuring that if he whined to dad, dad would harass me about it, and I'd give it to him to shut dad up.  (Bzzzzz wrong answer - dad would call and harass and tell me to give him money, I'd assure dad I would do so, and then promptly ignore the request as soon as I hung up the phone.) 
 
The 2 times this year - since I moved dad home with me - that my brother has bothered to either show up or call - what has been his reason?  Oh Yeah - He Wanted Money.  Money to get his truck out of impound, money to pay the fines he incurred getting the truck put into impound, money and a front for insurance over How he got his truck into impound.  He'll be 44 in February.  He's older than I am - though rather obviously less mature.  When is he gonna suck it up, quit trying to scam his Family, and quit thinking that he should be able to do what he wants with impunity - even if it's blatantly illegal???
 
(On the bright side - dad heard me arguing with the idiot on the fone, and asked who it was, and what it was about.  So I explained it to him.  And told him bluntly that I would NOT be getting insurance on the idiot's truck, I would NOT be getting the tag renewed, and if the idiot gets arrested and thrown in jail for driving under suspension (Again - which will be like the 3rd time he's gotten caught driving under suspension) then he will Rot there, because I will NOT be going to bail his ass out, nor will I be returning the truck after I get it out of impound - I'll sell it to cover the cost of getting it out.)

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ORIGINAL: hizgeorgiapeach

It's been a couple of weeks since my idiot brother called, asking me to help him get his car fixed cause "his bills are too high."  Told him no on that one, he calls back a couple of days later, asking me to get his truck insured under my name, and to get the tag done (which is due Now), again because he "can't afford to do so" - this time supposedly because of the cost of paying for the repairs to the vehical.
 
So I tell him I'll think about it - that it's going to depend on whether there's money left after all of my bills are paid and everything done for the month that needed financing - and drag my feet about actually looking to see what it would cost.  (Yes, I intended to simply put it off and then tell him I couldn't afford to help, but that's beside the point.)
 
So over the past 4 days, he's called me 7 times, to see whether I had "finished' getting the insurance and tag for his truck.  (No, I still hadn't, and made excuses.)  Only this time, while he's on the phone with me, I make the "suggestion" that he go ahead and get the insurance himself - because (supposedly) I'm having difficulties getting it as a completely seperate policy from what is on My car.  At which point, he informs me that he wants me to get the insurance because he Can't - no one will insure him at this point - his driver's licence has been suspended until Next April, due to the crap back in February when he managed to get the Harley stolen!
 
I'm...... beyond flabergasted at this point.  I'm to fed up to be angry - this is simply par for the course for him.  I'm just - Fed Up.  I have to wonder if he's ever going to grow up and learn that it does him no good to call expecting me to clean up the messes he makes for himself.
 
He spent the first 41 years of his life expecting our grandparents to bail him out of every jam he created for himself - and our grandmother the bat always obliged.  She obliged right into bancruptcy.  Then he conned dad into picking up where the bat left off, after mom died and dad was at his most vulnerable emotionally.  He kept it up, in fact, until after dad's stroke, when I suddenly had all the responcibility dumped in my lap, and it was then strictly My decision as to whether he got helped out or not.  In the 3 years since dad's stroke, he's consistantly ignored the rest of the family except when he showed up to whine for money.  He didn't bother to visit dad, while dad was in the nursing home, except when he wanted money - figuring that if he whined to dad, dad would harass me about it, and I'd give it to him to shut dad up.  (Bzzzzz wrong answer - dad would call and harass and tell me to give him money, I'd assure dad I would do so, and then promptly ignore the request as soon as I hung up the phone.) 
 
The 2 times this year - since I moved dad home with me - that my brother has bothered to either show up or call - what has been his reason?  Oh Yeah - He Wanted Money.  Money to get his truck out of impound, money to pay the fines he incurred getting the truck put into impound, money and a front for insurance over How he got his truck into impound.  He'll be 44 in February.  He's older than I am - though rather obviously less mature.  When is he gonna suck it up, quit trying to scam his Family, and quit thinking that he should be able to do what he wants with impunity - even if it's blatantly illegal???
 
(On the bright side - dad heard me arguing with the idiot on the fone, and asked who it was, and what it was about.  So I explained it to him.  And told him bluntly that I would NOT be getting insurance on the idiot's truck, I would NOT be getting the tag renewed, and if the idiot gets arrested and thrown in jail for driving under suspension (Again - which will be like the 3rd time he's gotten caught driving under suspension) then he will Rot there, because I will NOT be going to bail his ass out, nor will I be returning the truck after I get it out of impound - I'll sell it to cover the cost of getting it out.)

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ORIGINAL: hizgeorgiapeach

He's been working under the assumption that if he whines long enough and loud enough, that I'll cave and clean up for him.  I haven't, despite 3 years of his attempts to do so.  You'd think that after 3 years of getting told no, he'd figure it out - but he hasn't.  Granny the Bat bailed him out.  Dad bailed him out.  I refuse to bail him out, and he simply hasn't the comprehension to figure out that I detest him and am NOT going to cave.  He's tried threats - I said no.  He's tried attempted murder and failed - I said no.  He's tried to have me thrown in jail so he would have control over dad's finances - I said no.  He's just not intelligent enough to figure out that until the day he dies, my answer is gonna be No, just like it has been our entire lives.
 
There is no love between my brother and I - and never has been.  We've detested each other since we were small children.  He's tried multiple times throughout our lives to cause trouble specifically for me, to get rid of me, to threaten me into leaving and turning my back on the Rest of the family.  He resents the hell out of the fact that I won't be used by him the way our grandmother was.  He resents the hell out of the fact that I'm the one our parents trusted - and therefore the one our parents put in charge in case of emergency.  And he resents the fact that I could care less about our shared blood - and won't be guilt tripped into letting him continue his destructive ways.  In a large way - he means less to me than a stranger on the street.  A stranger I might actually cross the street to help if they were injured - him I wouldn't cross the street to piss on if he were on fire, though I'd be hard pressed not to give in to the temptation to throw gasoline.
 
He isn't going to learn.  The vast majority of my psyche acknowledges that he isn't going to learn.  He simply doesn't have sufficient functioning neurons remaining to learn.  That small remaining portion keeps wishing he were capable of learning.  And keeps wishing that somehow - some way - some miracle would happen, to make him suddenly start acting like an actual human being rather than a lower life form, and have some fraction of concern for someone other than himself. 
 
My only real Relief in this is that dad isn't attempting to change my mind, and isn't complaining about my attitude over the whole thing.

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ORIGINAL: hizgeorgiapeach
I intended to do that with the Harley.  I demanded it back, even stated flatly that I intended to use it to pay a couple of bills for dad.  When my brother simply refused to return it