Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus: The Great Highway
I am a communist. I lived in SF for decades. I like the no cars paradigm. I lived in a hole in the Tenderloin. I’m poor. Looking at the photography that goes with this piece, startled me. I was working in a group home for neurodivergent autistic children. I had…
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Tim Barrus: Eat the Rich
The New York Times has a set paradigm where frequently, I am asked – by third parties – questions, questions. And I try to address them. I think I got some of that action with this one. Sometimes there are so many questions, I don’t have time. I wish I…
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Tim Barrus: Dirt Bike Town
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Tim Barrus: Male friendships Are A Thing Of The Past
I am autistic. My mates protected me. I had a big mouth. They did not have words for it. “We know you are a weirdo but we love you.” This was a rust belt factory town. Bar fight town. Football town. Poker town. Hunting and killing animals town. Lawn mower…
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Hecuba
Make me stop.
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Tim Barrus: Autistic Being Touched
I am autistic. I do not hug. I do not look at faces, and I never look directly at eyes. Covid gave me an excuse to not shake hands. People do not believe that the experience of being touched is not the same for everyone. If I read my books…
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BIGWIGGY
I am a communist. Mainly because there are so many little American henchmen I desire to annoy. Guerrilla Theatre: A bank lobby. A department store. A mall lobby. Break up a corporate bigwiggy conference. Sing songs. They hate songs. Parking lots. Free diapers for everyone. Give a die in a…
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Boys And Bedrooms
I am autistic. Sex seems to be the proverbial bugabuga that it’s always been. Leave the kids alone. Or they will find another place and it might not be a place adults approve of. Sex in cars is a lot of work. I would bet the ranch that the two…
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Sleeping in the River
I am autistic. My family says: He’s lost in day dreaming again. I’m not there. I am not looking into your eyes. I am not focused on what you are saying. Why. Because I do not care and there it is. As I age, I have less and less reason…
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Tim Barrus: Public Schools Are Finished
I am a communist. I am a writer. Did someone say rejection. The Shibboleth. “Waiting Times” are measured in years. They’re ghosting you. Rejection is when your agent hasn’t called you ever. But you keep waiting because you are a writer and you have hope. Hope is a rarity as…