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Just got through visiting my family in Dallas this past weekend and it was a very productive yet sad trip. My family on boths sides look defeated. My mom told me this week that she is going down with the democratic ship, then in the next breath she starts complaining about what the government isn'd doing for Blacks. Then in the very next breath she starts caping for Kamala, saying that she is treated unfairly because she is a Black woman. My aunt's eyes bucked when i said something derrogatory about Jim Crow Joe, telling me, "don't you be talking bad about my president." The men in my family have either gone the route of military, prison, drugs, or early graves. I hadn't seen my family in almost 3 full years and seeing them now with everything that has happened since the pandemic, I could only relate to them as well as those silly callers that get ridiculed on TBA's broadcasts. I love my family, but they are silly, and they don't want to survive. They couldn't be any further divorced from reality. Meanwhile in the Dallas area, all I saw were Black and Latino immigrants in a neighborhood that used to be all Black. The Black Americans I did see were down bad, homeless, or scraping by, driving dusty, beater cars up into the gas station and yelling at the pumps while trying to get a gallon of gas for a 5 spot. When I did see some Black folks at some fo the nicer spots in town, they looked like they were Greek, Boule, Skee Wee, vote Blue no matter who or just plain LGBTCBY. The only encouraging news I got was seeing my ex convict lil cousin had started his own landscaping business and has left the street life. I'm out here in Cali barely hanging on, but seeing where I came from, and the looks on my family's faces as they are woefully underprepared for this next phase, got me feeling pretty cold for my city. Dallas is officially done I think.