My chud family members didn't like "politics" but "politics" didn't include rants about "thugs on the street" and the like, and if I didn't like that topic, there wasn't much else they wanted to talk about but Gambo Thrones. Not too different from faculty chatter in the break room (by that I mean Gambo Thrones; the racism was lower key), and having to hear that shit twice in one day if I humored them enough to accept the invitation over (free food was free food) with the alternative being "nonpolitical" ranting about how many "welfare kids" they assumed my class had that shouldn't exist because their parents were presumably "bums that didn't deserve to breed" was kind of Jokerfying.