 What is ironic about Sara's father's justification for the ads on his page?
Divided we stand Sara lets the Lyft park itself in the drive, lets out a sigh, and tweets wish me luck plus some emojis before slipping her phone into a hoody pocket. "But you shouldn't be wasting money, not with how much rent you pay and-" Jesus. Inside she unwraps herself from scarves and layers, the heat in the house almost a shock after the cold air. "Mom, just leave that and I'll…" "Your father's in the front room," she says, just before she disappears from view. For a few seconds Sara is alone in the hallway, the smell of cooking meat coming from one doorway, the sound of rolling news from another. He doesn't hear her enter - her socked feet silent on the pile carpet floor, his attention lost in the screen that fills most of the wall. The war spills out of Fox News, casualty figures scrolling across monochrome drone footage, attack helicopters circling over Caracas apartment blocks, pundits with bronzed skin and immaculate blond hair smiling from four-way split screens. Really. I can afford-" "Cabs are expensive. Ad break. An elderly couple ride a tandem bicycle through a park, laughing and smiling in Instagram-perfect sunshine, as a calm, relaxing voice lists the potentially lethal side effects of a diabetes drug. She regrets the sarcasm as soon as she hears it in her own voice, but she still can't stop herself, like it's expected, like it's part of the routine.
 He claims to value entities that create jobs, and ignores the potential for solar energy to do the same.
 He claims to value entities that create jobs, and ignores the potential for solar energy to do the same.  He accuses Sara of hating advertising, when her job involves advertising.  He accuses Sara of hating America, when most of his ads are from other countries.  He dislikes modern ads for companies like Lyft, but supports them if they benefit him personally.