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  1. Tim Barrus: Naked Before Us

    The boys I was dealing with sat on folding chairs in a circle. “Okay, who is going to play Richard Hatch, and who’s going to be Amarosa.” The question was What Is Reality. What is reality on TV. Or. What does it really mean. The boys all had HIV. A


  2. Tim Barrus: What Economics

    Take notes. As the middle class slides down the rabbit hole, the middle class will encounter exactly what they think they left. The lower middle class. We welcome you to our hovel. I cannot read articles like this without thinking: Where are the poor in this. In Appalachia, we know


  3. AND WERE WALKING

    He’s going down. The crazy daisies will now be his status quo. He’s not going to put himself in another debate with someone who just ragged him into a pool of make-up and sweat. But can she win the election remains the last pseudo-journalistic place to hide. But can she


  4. Tim Barrus: The Great American Novel

    Tim Barrus Novelist


  5. The Undecided

    Take notes. In the bedrock heart of America, there’s always Vegas. It’s the highwire act in the middle of the dog and pony show. I was doing a magazine piece, and I was stuck in Vegas. There was a long row of one-armed bandits. I wanted this one on tape.


  6. Comment Moderation Softens the Image for the Bad Guys

    If I so much as write – Trump is a rapist – comment moderators will side with Trump, and then, the swords come out. I get axed. Yet it’s civil for a columnist to articulate the same fact. There are several realities going on here. The reality of the rape.


  7. Tim Barrus: Blind Obedience

    How do we deal with so much cultural Blind Obedience, that we are not creating people who know about the world.


  8. There is no Art in Appalachia

    There is no art in Appalachia. There is corruption though. Some of these suits are more crooked than a barrel of fishhooks. Unless you view what are, in fact, trinkets, or photographs of water running pastoral streams and dreams through the deep woods. Anyone can do those those things. That…


  9. Taking Photographs of Other Photographs

    The Great American Novel is a novel by Tim Barrus. Release the doves.


  10. Chichchen Itza

    Chichen Itza Take Notes. The starlings have arrived from the moon. All they drink is Scotch. They go barefoot on the boat, and they take photographs of everything they see. They will be sitting in your backyard’s solitary oak. Starlings vote. But it’s the whisky that makes them so articulate.


  11. Books Banned In the South

    Books Banned in the American South – Peter Rabbit – Tom Sawyer – Huckleberry Finn – The Blood Runs Like a River Through My Dreams – Winnie The Poo – Les Miserables – The Complete Works of William Shakespeare – Frankenstein – Treasure Island – Lolita – The Story of…


  12. Tim Barrus on Ezra Klein

    I can’t take this stuff seriously anymore. All I see are suits and suits and suits. The New York Times is the great-grandpa suits of suits. Your grandfather’s paper is still your grandfather’s paper. What one suit says to another suit. That’s always news. Not a single new idea. Some


  13. Sleeping in Hammocks

    I think in images. Not words. I do take those words and my job is to translate them into ideas homo sapiens can understand. Usually, they don’t get it, and you begin to realize that they are just not going to get it. No matter what. A brick wall is


  14. Icon

    Iconography is the Jack Russell chasing its crazy tail. Stripped down to what is important but probably not to the dog. To the dog, you either feed it or you don’t. Icons seek an audience. A holiness beaten bitter by its complete failure to find a god. Anywhere. Anywhere.


  15. Tim Barrus: The skateboard is only symbolic of a trillion things.

    You never know if there will be an audience for anything. You just have to simply do it. Make it. Create from scratch. Or go home. – tim barrus


  16. Tim Barrus: Treason Has Done Its Very Worst.

    After life and its fitful fever sleeps too well, reason has done its worst, nor steel, nor poison, will cause his domesticity to tear the pieces of his second selves that hang from trees not loud but deep in the hanging of the whole wide world, a pause, a hope…