Tim Barrus Blog

  1. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Capitalism is ruthless. It will take your greed and stuff it down your own stupid throat. Its roots are in patriarchal hierarchy. Capitalism benefits mainly men. It is their hiding place.

  2. My Goal In Life Is To Get U2 Pose 4 Me.

    You probably should not have left me standing alone. I wanted to love you. But Karma’s a trick.

  3. Tim Barrus, New YorkTimes

    David Brooks was right in high school. Caste warfare is real.

  4. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Motel 6. Vegas. Okay, so, I kinda do get life in a Vegas motel. How many first drafts do you want.

  5. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    To use the idea of “fun” as a weaponized guided cruise missle that hits the wrong wedding in Oman, I am here to tell you that “fun” has little to do with survival, and if you have survived the contemporary world, you have validated yourself in a terrain where validation…

  6. Tim Barrus: It All Depends Upon How Badly You Want It

    Held in bitterness by the razor teeth of the cold wind, you could smell the rain and the crows were shimmering  blue.

  7. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    I find it amazing that we insist on cultural realities such as ritual to validate the cosmic us and them. The senate itself resembles the reign of George the Third. Spiritual guide for the aristocracy. All the old, fat men, impotent, bitter, and confused. They’re like the Terminator. They just…

  8. Tim Barrus: You Always Did Jump for Joy

    You were either high (and all of its variations) or you were low (and all of its variations). You had flown up a tree not unlike Peter Pan. “I’m flyiiiiinnnngggg.” Peter is a naughty boy. You have no idea. How naughty is Pan, anyway. The question is not worthy of…

  9. Tim Barrus: Appalachia Town

    “Do you reckon you will take pictures of the house.” “No.”

  10. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    I am actually hard on the South. A jaundiced eye. Never use a radiator. We grow great corn around here. I’ve never seen a still. But I have heard whispers about them.