Cracker Barrel Crucifixion – Telegraph
Unfortunately, I'm an authority on Columbia, Missouri. Just two hours away from the mathematical center of the United States by motorcar, the hundred-something thousand people of this midropolis find themselves clustered around the center of most intellectual spectrums, huddled together for company. The ideological one, in particular, is absolutely smelly with foot-to-foot-shuffling liberals, and they've had their palms facing a very particular fire for over a decade, now. It's called True/False, and it must…