Tim was not a conscious brother. Tim wore argyle sweaters and pressed jeans and talked like Beaver Cleaver. He planned to major in business. His white girlfriend was probably waiting for him up in his room, listening to country music. ..."Tim's a trip, ain't he," I said, shaking my head. "Should change his name from Tim to Tom [presumably a reference to Uncle Tom]."Yet notice when it came time to put a roof over Barry's head and food in his mouth who stepped up to the plate? They're going to have to come up with a stronger word because "hypocrite" doesn't go far enough for this guy.