Mother, it behooves me

It has been a family tradition to have tea time discussions. I concede that our knowledge on the topics is mostly limited. So being honest but flattering, I will term these as abstract discussions or speculations. 

In any case, the problem isn't terminology but this: over the last couple of weeks, I have consistently opposed amma, as consistently as acha has slithered away from the heat of things.

The latest of our arguments has been over the subconscious and its implications. And as the trend has been, i opposed many of mum’s points. It isn't that either of us was going for drastically diametric conclusions. But I hate the lousy ass things she imply/state while making her arguments and these I must tear to shreds; for example: 

The information stored in the subconscious is the truth.

People who have out of the body experiences while in a comma and relate it to a spiritual experience are more in touch with their subconscious.

People who do not have out of the body experiences while in a comma are lacking in subconscious activity.

Acha does not have a subconscious.

???!!!
She gave in eventually, but with resentment, especially to the last point. She said there really wasn't much of a difference in our conclusions, but that my subconscious thinks whatever my mother says is nonsense and hence i argue vehemently. I wanted to point out that it isn't my subconscious mind, but my conscious mind that now thinks shes full of shit. 

Neither did we part well - amma made some obscure statement about people being balanced, overbalanced and underbalanced and I ignored my need to ask her whatever that meant and earnestly stared at an ugly house featured in inside outside. 

To argue with my mother is a dangerous undertaking; the cost i suspect is a badge of disloyalty and a little loss of love.