Downtown Durham is turning into
a river as torrential rain floods streets and homes.
Residents are posting chilling footage:
people trapped on roofs,
cars swallowed whole,
and neighborhoods vanishing under water.
Emergency crews can’t reach many areas —
and it’s still raining.
This isn’t just another flood.
This is survival.
Officials are urging everyone
to stay put and conserve resources.
Electricity is already
failing in several blocks.
And yet—national
media barely covers it.
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