Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus
I live in Small Town Appalachia. We don’t even have a gas station. We have a little movie theatre no one goes to. Mainly, we grow food so the country can eat. The people here are racists. The people here are Christian Warriors whose ability to confront (anything) stays in…
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Dog Landing
His name is Romeo Void. Late twenties, six feet, red hair, leather jacket, no T, crucifix, silver chain, drives black Honda 850, red hair, six feet, extremely articulate, Irish, we meet in a Dublin pup. I still find it kinda strange. Romeo knows a lot about a lot. He answers…
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Tim Barrus
The New York Times gives Jessica Grose too much rope. Who is this strange woman. She harps and claws on and on and on – fertility. Is. Her issue. Parenting (OMG) is her issue. Education is her issue. This is a woman who has sat at the journalism table (books,…
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Tim Barrus
Black. White. Moody.
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Tim Barrus
I’m sorry. You’ve been had. I said you would be had, and then, you couldn’t buy enough. A Narco-State. A Police-State. A Hysterical-State. Of numbing incredulity. Does America even know what is real. “I will not be arrested.” This tells me you have never been arrested. You are immune from…