FROM JOE HUFFER:  Hoosier Flats: A Novel of the Greatest Generation.

In rural small-town 1930’s Indiana, a boy becomes a bootlegger– and a man too.

Fifteen-year-old Matt Wyatt knows the Depression is squeezing the life out of his family’s farm. When the Crawford clan offers his father a lifeline — cash in exchange for quiet runs of moonshine–Matt becomes the least-suspected bootlegger in Polk County. What starts as a thrill soon plunges young Matt into a world of violence, loyalty, and moral compromise.

Anchored by the girl who steals his heart, Matt navigates dusty back roads, outlaw justice, and the tin divide between right and wrong as one run goes terribly wrong and the consequences will follow him far beyond the Indiana flat lands he calls home.

Spanning the last days of Prohibition to the shock of Pearl Harbor and World War II, Hoosier Flats is a coming-of-age novel about duty, family, and the heavy price of growing up in hard times.

SO MEAT-LOVERS PIZZA ISN’T JUST DELICIOUS, IT’S A WOKE BITCH REPELLENT? AWESOME. “As if dating in this tech-obsessed era wasn’t difficult enough, women on social media have officially decided that those who favor meat as a pizza topping are a walking red flag.”

I’m happy not to be single, but if I were, I’d be happily avoiding these chicks and keeping my sausage.

The comments are hilarious: “Since real men eat meat and a lot of these snowflakes don’t want a real man. They prefer a feminine male.”

“I get a meat lovers pizza about twice a year, at best. That being said, the last thing I need is some ‘holier than thou’ pinhead making commentary about my choice. That date would last about 10 min at best. Can you imagine being married to someone like that???? Would be a fate worse than death.”

The open hostility to protein does seem like a sublimated hostility to masculinity. Who needs that?

Most readers were unamused.

MY ASSISTANT HAS BEEN EATING RED MEAT:  Hello.

THINK OF IT AS CHINA HONORING JIMMY CARTER: