#tim barrus on Ezra Klein
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timbarrus · 4 months ago
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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 of us like to play We Are Suits but I am a mid-western Barn Boy. Pelosi is who we should be electing. Roll out the problems of the suits into a big Cleopatra carpet. Now, unroll it. Suits be popping out. Give me Ceaser or give me death, Ezra. Threads. Seriously. Kamala is playing it safe. Ezra is as safe as you can get. I hear the echoes of a tin can. I am so not going to vote. Why. Simple. Kamala is a suit and so is her friend. You can dress a suit up with another new suit, but the suit is still a suit. Sometimes the suits wear controversial stuff like a nametag. The democrat suits are going to lose. I was all out for Kamala. Excited actually. But there was something wrong here. She's a suit. It hit me like god and a clap of thunder. Suit ideology. Suits like other suits. Last night, I threw my television out the window. I have to replace that window. I have overdosed. On suits. It's a bitter pill to swallow.
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timbarrus · 10 days ago
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Take notes. We all want to know, is it worth it. This question haunts us as the Internet becomes a utility. The tech oligarchs are not keen on the idea. One of the things FDR did, was bringing electricity to rural America. The people who got electricity last, knew they received electricity last. They could drive into town and see everyone had it but you. The Internet came last to rural America. Let's see what we can do with this and throw the bums out. It didn't work, so now they have focused on -- not kicking people out -- but in who can replace them with the proper messaging. One brick at a time. Journalists, gatekeepers, and opinion folks are flailing around with Let's Normalize Him when in their troubled guts they know he's laughing at you while he has his babycakes revenge of the entitled. They already own all the money. What more do they want. Do they really need the crumbs. Klein and Applebaum are playing a game where the intelligentsia cannot admit that they dropped the ball. They seem to think that the civil war will be a soft landing because it will have to be at least partially constructed by (who else) the intelligentsia. They articulate how surprisingly ordinary the opposition is. They go from We Will Never Ever -- to -- We Might in less than one tenth of a second for the pause. Pretty quickly. What choice do we have. We can't all move to Vancouver. I got my kids out while I could. You cannot talk the talk if you are unwilling to walk the walk.
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timbarrus · 9 months ago
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The end of democracy. The end of class and caste. A chicken for every pot. If we could all just work together. For togetherness. The end of patriarchy. The end of the hierarchal pyramid that protects the American paradigm that does not work. All of the cultural institutions like education, religion, politics, economics have failed when they are perceived to be irrelevant. Americans only have a vague idea about how things work. They want it focused on one man because that's an interaction they can imagine. You. And. Me. Representation is rendered an abstraction by too many bodies, too many manifestoes, too many representatives who are grossly mentally ill. A lot of chickens. A lot of pots. Who has time to do all of this cooking. Working two jobs kinda cuts the wrong way. I wonder if the kids might be able to handle being alone at night. Do you think the children of affluence even know how to cook a chicken. What's a chicken. A chicken is the promise that is made to people who are expected to thrive because they're working hard, hard, harder, faster, fast, fast, hit those quotas, get that data, and pound, pound, pound, capitalism's fist  needs you, faster, faster, faster, and do not question the quality of life because there is none. The right to pursue happiness. Pursue. Pursue. Pursue. Why are you here. On the planet. You are here to get stuff. You need that stuff. You need it now, now, now. You deserve all this stuff you've worked so hard for. What else is there. Not much.
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