My father is a lovely man. Not all the time. Like a lot of men who are at the absolute top of their careers,where they are finally bearing fruit of the labor of their youth..he can tend to sometimes forget he is a mere mortal as well.Often displaying signs of pride bordering on arrogance or a sense of superiority and privilege. I can't say its only started recently though,some people are more prone to certain weaknesses in character than others. As I've seen,tall,powerful,masculine men have always been,and always will be prone to arrogance.

At this juncture in his life,I fear he can only be alerted to this trait of his through his family. Its rather difficult though,when he scares the wits out of everyone with his history of anger.

Now,me,ever the creative soul has devised my own way of handling the issue.  Whenever I detect that autocratic sounding tone of voice,childish demands,disrespect in conversation. I do nothing. I don't rebelliously speak out like my sister does,nor do I scurry to cater to his demands like my mother.
My displeasure is never covert,never an outburst.
The only way it is shown is through a slight frown,a steely glance,slightl clenching of teeth,a smirk.
Something that shows criticism and defiance in my thought but never in my actions. Something which shows the distaste under the surface,brewing and brewing,but one he can never address and one he can never defend, because there is nothing to defend.I have made no allegations.