input: Text: 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. Curtains twitch, and before she can get her bag out of the back Mom is there, right there next to her, their hands touching on the handle as they compete for control. "It's OK Mom, I got it." "You should have let us come pick you up." "It's fine, there was no need. I didn't want to put any-" "But you shouldn't be wasting money, not with how much rent you pay and-" Jesus. Not this already. "Mom. I can afford a cab ride. I'm not that much of a failure." Mom sighs, shoulders falling, looks at Sara directly. "I'm sorry honey." She looks old, Sara thinks, watching a resigned tiredness flicker across her face in a way she'd not noticed before. Like she's exhausted by conflict, surrendered to it. "Now, don't I get a hug?" Sara smiles. They hold each other for a few long seconds, rubbing and squeezing each other as the Lyft silently backs itself out of the driveway. When they part it's Mom's hand that's on the bag's handle. Inside she unwraps herself from scarves and layers, the heat in the house almost a shock after the cold air. Michigan in February. Mom is already halfway up the stairs, bag in tow, headed for her room. "Mom, just leave that and I'll..." "Your
  Question: What is ironic about Sara's father's justification for the ads on his page?
  
   (A) He claims to value entities that create jobs, and ignores the potential for solar energy to do the same.
   (B) He accuses Sara of hating advertising, when her job involves advertising.
   (C) He accuses Sara of hating America, when most of his ads are from other countries.
   (D) He dislikes modern ads for companies like Lyft, but supports them if they benefit him personally.
  Answer:
output: He claims to value entities that create jobs, and ignores the potential for solar energy to do the same.