Tim Barrus Blog
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I Want U2 Stay
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Tim Barrus: New York Times: Hungry Children
No one talks about hunger. Hunger has put another layer of burden via a system that is a cruel antique tool of punishment for being poor. The GOP US Senate refuses to increase food via SNAP because they agree with Mitch McConnell: “These people are lazy.” Mitch McConnell should go… -
Food Stamps: $31.00 per Week for Food
He is losing weight. There is hunger in America. Children always pay the price. Senate Republicans are opposing any increase in food stamps for kids. At twelve, he’s not flourishing. He’s floundering. Medically, he’s now in the highest risk group you can fall into the cracks. It’s a hard fall.…
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in a snow globe/
you cannot compare my life or the life i have lived and cherry pick it apart, and then stand back, and pretend you have accomplished anything/ i know exactly how bizarre it sounds to people i call the normals/ i am not sure anyone is truly normal, but i do…
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Fuck the Police
I do. I keep an S&M playroom in a city I do not live in. One’s street creds will precede you especially if you play your reputation right. Exploiting yourself or why are you here. I have written a lot of sex. Both gay and straight. Some people find me… -
We. All. Live. In. Fear.
The police are the enemy. They know it. And you know it. If you do NOT know it, then there is something wrong with you.
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Resisting Arrest: Fuck the Police
The best way to resist arrest is to simply run. So many cops are just plain old fucking fat. Give them a real obstacle course to deal with. You should know that there are cops who will shoot you in the back. Plastic handcuffs can be whittled down and cut…
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Tim Barrus: New York Times
How courageous does it have to be to not vote for a ruthless, hateful, deeply disturbed despot. Some. Not a lot. Trump is looking scared. He should look scared. When he’s gone from the White House – one way or another – it’s going to all come at him like…
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Fuck the System
fighting for existence each whispering of chaos and disorder or each failure by assiduous marking in the book of marks his eyes burn his face in hunger standing quietly by the window overlooking the graves by memory of the night marches old with the revolts of awe https://timbarrus.tumblr.com -
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