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Here is a Sup—I mean repository of the texts of my together with some readings of them. The essays were broadcast by WXXI 91.5 Classical of Rochester, NY on Salmagundy each Saturday at 9:35am Eastern Time, from the beginning of time (1985) till May 2009 when Entropa (evil Goddess of Change-for-the-Worse-or-Possibly-the-Worst) troubled the minds of the WXXIites and they retired Simon and Salmagundy, and Rochester went into a terminal decline---for ever.
I continued on that brilliant bastion of all that's good and kultured, WCLV's syndicated Weekend Radio on many (mainly NPRish) stations traditionally on the first and third weekends of the month, though weekendage varied, till the horror crept ever onward and that too was devoured (in August 2023, a date which will live in infamy or at lease mild irritation)... and only I remain, defiant though wimpering.
Richard Howland-Bolton
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In those gruesome, dark moments of wakefulness in the middle of the night when you start to have visions of mass destruction and racial suicide, what sort of pictures flash through your mind?
Horribly and excessively be-medaled generals inspecting their nuclear arsenals??
Vast herds of lemmings thundering over the sub-artic plains in wild abandon??
Letting-out time at your local school??
Well I was just like you until the other day, but now my eyes have been opened.
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Save us all! It's past the middle of February and I hope past the middle of the rainy season down here in Stetson-land and it rained all last week and we are almost past a perfect, and for this time of year, unusual sunny day, and they are out and at it! The last rain is barely dry and they are at it!! It'll probably rain tomorrow and yet they are at it!!!
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Good morning.
Please put aside what you are doing for a moment and sit down and compose yourself in a dignified and responsible manner.Today I'm going to try to engage your sympathy. You see I am, unfortunately, a member of both of the only two groups that can, in today's society, be safely, and with propriety, subject to open prejudice and discrimination.
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Hello, my name is Richard and I am ethnodeficient.
My condition of ethnodeficiency is probably the last remaining one which cannot be discussed in polite society, or even, for that matter, in the most disgusting and impolite society. It is, to be frank, completely ignored, even by such an adopter of obscure causes as NPR---when, for example was the last time you heard about ethnodeficiency on that afternoon news programme 'Almost All of the Things We Originally Considered We Had to Reject Because of Time Constraints' or whatever it's called.
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You know the more I loiter around in this sublunary sphere of ours the more I come to the conclusion that absolutely every single explanation, or even every supposedly simple straightforward description, of absolutely everything is flawed, wildly inaccurate and, frankly, not the real one.
That almost certainly goes for that statement I just made as well.
And for what I said just then too...
Hmmm.... but we can’t waste our precious few minutes here following that path into infinity.
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I love Macintosh computers, I bought my first one back in 1984 (and not just to prove that I’d read Eric Blair), back when portability meant that they did have a big (rather nicely designed) shoulder-and-two-strong-arms bag for the thing: so I have quite a track record, and of course just as soon as they had a Portable (as they called it) I had to get it, even though in common parlance it was notoriously called “The Luggable” and was quite likely the cause of that famous New Yorker cartoon about the airport full of struggling commuters listening to this announcement “At this time we will be pre-boarding passengers with portable computers”. And I have bought (or at least been provided with) most of the varieties of Mac portable (or as we should now say PowerBooks) since that noble and weighty beginning.
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First of all I need to get something out of the way. Last time I told you about all the trouble I was having because Apple Computer didn’t seem to be able to get the right replacement feet to stick on to the bottom of my PowerBook.
Well, no sooner had I committed myself to disk (as it were) by recording the piece than Apple (who, it seems, are by now taking a REAL interest in what goes on on my system) solved the problem with a masterstroke---a veritable stroke of genius worthy of Steve Jobs himself: they kept the ill-fitting little feet they always send out, but cleverly redesigned the instruction sheet that they always send out with them to say in effect that, well we suppose you can just use those grotty old rubbishy things that don’t really fit. ...
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Oh you Americans can be SO---what is it?---cute, funny, downright weird sometimes?
I mean, the other day one of you (who I'll leave as unnamed, and for whom I'll use the, until recently, ungendered and as the linguists say unmarked pronoun 'he') actually tried to correct me for using the word 'data' with a singular verb.
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Greed is good!
Put it on your credit card!
Mark me on a curve!
I want it now!
Expand!
Amalgamate!
The $64 question—but now it's the 64,000 dollar, or is it million, or billion—surely it can't be trillion dollar yet!
Everyone seems to be into instant gratification, and even if that nice Mr Greenspan is managing the economy, our minds are into inflation.
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