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Betsy Phillips
@betsyphillips.bsky.social
A loud-mouth on the internet.
I just got home from my parents and I left their house just after 4. Westbound 40 is closed. Eastbound is a parking lot back as far as I could see.
November 30, 2025 at 11:24 PM
Ha ha. William Bennett gave an interview to the Nashville American where he totally tried to downplay his relationship to Elizabeth, just saying that she came with his mom and dad from out east. As if he wasn't giving this interview when he was in his 90s when we know her people live forever.
November 29, 2025 at 5:38 PM
How can that puppy who hates me already be a dignified old man with a muzzle of grey?!
November 29, 2025 at 5:25 PM
I know it's only cool to me, but it's very cool to me.
November 29, 2025 at 5:07 PM
And we know that somehow the Bennetts are tied in, because one of her last names was Bennett and William Bennett was her nephew, but other than that? Until now, we have Rattlesnake, a Durard on his mom's side, dead on the Demonbreun side of Old Clarksville Pike in a cemetery full of Bennetts!
November 29, 2025 at 5:06 PM
at Joelton, she sent the Demonbreun kids southwest and the Durard kids southeast. The only cemetery where I've seen both Durards and Demonbreuns is on old Clarksville Pike.
November 29, 2025 at 4:43 PM
Arrington or up along Little Marrowbone Creek near Ashland City. The Durard descendants settled more near Lickton Pike, out by Whites Creek High School and north. The Old Clarksville Pike is a good, if not firm, line between the Demonbreuns and the Durards. Like, basically, when she owned the tavern
November 29, 2025 at 4:43 PM
should move to Nashville, he immediately asked his friend, Joseph Durard, to marry Elizabeth. So, the wife's kids who came down here tended to settle up in Robertson and Cheatham County (I'm talking in very broad strokes here). The Demonbreuns who came from Elizabeth ended up either down by
November 29, 2025 at 4:43 PM
Oh god damn. I'm going to get sucked down a rabbit hole here. So, Timothy Demonbreun had a wife in Kaskaskia and a girlfriend here in Nashville. That girlfriend was Elizabeth Hensley/Elizabeth Bennett/Elizabeth Hensley Bennett, depending on the source. When Tim's wife announced she though she
November 29, 2025 at 4:43 PM
I've been trying to convince my boss that we should work with @utpress.bsky.social to find a way to bring it back into print, with a whole introduction explaining why they published it and not us, but so far she's not convinced it's a good idea.
November 29, 2025 at 4:34 PM
I know this is partially because this area was very small town for a very long time, but it's still funny to me how much Timothy Demonbreun and his family are sitting at the periphery of the Edmondson research. They're not involved, but you're going to find them.
November 29, 2025 at 4:32 PM
I love it so much.
November 29, 2025 at 4:30 PM
And the cemetery he's buried in is just north of Little Marrowbone Road. Because of course. I can't believe he only lived to be 60, though. Elizabeth Hensley's descendants are usually damn near immortal.
November 29, 2025 at 4:29 PM
Oh, never mind. His mother was a Durard. Of course he has an awesome nickname. He probably ate rattlesnakes for fun.
November 29, 2025 at 4:26 PM
But then Del realized he was the police, which meant he was a bad guy (blame his dad for that) which made me the good guy, and I had already sent my application to Evil Villain College in, which meant that Del had the best evil plan because he’d made me go against my true nature.
November 28, 2025 at 3:57 AM
4. Learned all the children’s names and stole their lunches
5. Bought a ton of M&Ms and put them in my dump truck to drive by the children to taunt them
6. (And this one finally worked and was declared evil) I sang The Song that Doesn’t End over and over until the village had it stuck in their head
November 28, 2025 at 3:53 AM
My nefarious plots for the afternoon, mostly thwarted, were

1. Spit in all the lemonade and give it to the community children
2. Give everyone free booger cookies
3. Steal kids’ lunch money (thwarted because kids don’t carry lunch money these days. They just tell the lunch people their names).
November 28, 2025 at 3:53 AM
Eat your heart out, Borges.
November 28, 2025 at 3:49 AM
one of my cars, even though we were “supposed to be on a private server.” We had the narrative of 90s rappers and their cars, a meta narrative of the meddling admin, and the meta meta narrative where Del asked me questions “in real life where I’m me and you’re you.”
November 28, 2025 at 3:48 AM
Remember to take your bathroom and snack break during Eric Clapton.
November 28, 2025 at 2:03 AM
Touché
November 27, 2025 at 2:47 PM