We did in a roundabout way. We discussed neoconservatism, foreign policy, Marxism, terrorism, Bush, Reagan, Clinton, Obama, taxes, the fact that I burned the pastry crust, revolution (funniest shit is that my mother wants another revolution! what??), the difference between terrorists and "freedom fighters," family genealogy, my kitchen nazi tendencies, the stolen/leaked environmental data, music, movies, Al Gore, cars, Christmas and inheritance taxes, Kevorkian, and a few other things.
And no drama.
It was fantastic.
Edit: And oh yeah, we talked about pot, though I think I was the only person in the room who'd ever tried it. I did learn that my mother wants to. Which kinda creeps me out and I don't know why.