I don’t know your dad but you might be able to state that he is Everything is terrible shirt“family having each other’s back all the time” to far and even abusing it. Or just plain talk it out. If you don’t, one day you might let some unlucky and unrelated chap/gal have it from the built up resentment and your relationship with your folk will be none the better. I have been in the middle of various rants about politics. I usually point out the inconsistencies in the argument that the person is being vocal about. I will never understand the Brexiteers who want the UK to remain as a unit. They usually cite gaining control back, but can’t see the similarities between Brexit and Scottish independence. If you want control why would you be okay with never voting for a Conservative government but getting it anyway? If in an intimate relationship with a narcissisticly disordered individual, slight criticisms from nowhere, you may not even be offended as you think a very small unkindness has little meaning. They become more frequent and you may start taking it personally. If you don’t catch on and you’re in an intimate relationship for an extended period of time, you may start really believing all of a sudden your smile looks weird or ugly, you sound unintelligent, or people don’t like your personality because this is projected on you without mercy. If you’re lucky, it happens quickly and in a concentrated way perhaps easier to come back from, if it’s slow over the course of months and more, the consequences could be detrimental for a long time. My cousin’s train fell in the toilet when she made a last minute pit stop before walking down the aisle. She said she should have recognized it as an omen. Instead she got married and as it turned out he was not the happy go lucky drunk most of the family thought he was. He once gave her a black eye as she was driving. That seems to be the least of what she endured for 15 years
A couple of years ago, I was on my way to work in another town. I stopped to get gas. For some reason, God was yelling in my ear not to get on the highway. I began to argue back and say I would be late for work if I did not leave right now. A couple of miles along the highway in the fast lane, a tire blew out. I managed not to hit anybody and pulled along the far side of the road. I sat there and beat my steering wheel for not getting to work. Then, after 5 minutes or so, I repented for not listening and obeying God’s voice when He tried to tell me not to get on the highway. A couple of minutes later, a white long Cadillac (or Lincoln) pulled up. A man in a White Suit got out. He asked me what was wrong, and I told him. He changed my tire, did NOT get his suit dirty, and I was 3 minutes early for work. She refused to pay, explaining that she never authorized them to do the repair, and in fact had told them that we would do the work ourselves. They had gone & done the work and assumed that we would just say yes. We didn’t. I almost felt I should pay them for the parts, but she said nope, I just got free brakes. So we returned the parts we had just bought, and the dealer learned a lesson, don’t do the work without prior authorization.