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Here is a Sup—I mean repository of the texts of my wireless essays 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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Society: On the Defenestration of Pianos On:2011-10-09 00:00:00

Pianos keep falling on my head.
That doesn’t mean that I will soon be squashed flat, dead
With a piano on my head!
Those pianos keep falling on my head, they keep falling
Nothing’s worrying me
’Cause I might get on TV ...

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Society: Someone's End is Nigh On:2011-02-27 16:54:54
I don't know if it's a sign that the ancient Mayans didn't merely get fed up carving all that bloody hard rock to make their calendars and knock off work early that day, or if it's a much more likely and yet-another-ish sign of the end being nigh through global warming;
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Society: Ad Mortem Festinamus On:2011-01-17 00:00:00
I ...um... I suppose I should be worried, really---or perhaps even really worried. I mean perhaps they know something I don’t. Either that or they have a nastily weird sense of humour.
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Society: You're Special, Like Ed On:2010-08-14 00:00:00
One of the downsides of writing these essays (apart from the actual stark-raving terror of actually sitting down in front of a blank computer to write the damn things) or to be more precise the other downside apart from the actual writing, is that I’ve somehow ended up on several mailing lists of people who want to solicit interviews with me.

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Society: Gate Lost! On:2009-04-21 09:18:09
Someone (I think it may have been on the ANSAX-L list: source of so many inspirations for me), someone made the very funny comment that 'Heorot must have been a Geated community'
[Ha! Ha! Ha... Uh! ... Oh!]

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Society: That's a Maori On:2009-03-20 04:25:26
The full title of this essay is actually:
"When some guy serves a writ
"'Cause you Haka-ed a bit,
"That's a Maori"
but there wasn't quite enough room to fit it in, and a good job too because if I had I'm sure that the descendants of (should there be any), or lawyers acting on behalf of the corpses of (bound to be a whatsit-load of them) Warren and Brooks (respectively composer and lyricist) would sue the pants (and not just the American ones) off me for making absolutely nothing at all out of their hit song "That's Amore ".

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Society: Hawaii Not? On:2009-03-13 04:31:07
As my Father always used to say "Never allow yourself to be trapped by a woman in the Men's Department of a clothing store." Well actually he never did say that, but he should have done.
Repeatedly and forcefully.
My life would be so different if he had.

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Society: VD On:2009-02-13 04:10:16
To the absolute whatsit-shrivelling horror of every single red-blooded male in the whole civilised world, today we are facing that dread Day when anciently the birds were fabled to select their mates; and latterly the Day when humans chose and honoured theirs; and modernly the one when every first-through-third grader in the whole United States vows his, her or its passionate undying love for every other first-through-third grader in their class irrespective of looks, popularity, ethnicity, or indeed sex or sexual orientation: or rather, and more accurately, vows their school board's passionate undying love for every grade of political correctness and blind, slobbering non-exclusivity!

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Society: He's a Troll Fol-de-roll On:2009-01-08 17:26:44
Since people first discovered the art of pontificating in Pubs some eight thousand years ago in Sumerian Mesopotamia (or as my Grandfather used to call it when he was there between the wars, and rather appropriately, 'Mespot'); or in ancient Egypt (where it was considered the first, and worst, of the Great Plagues) or indeed anywhere at all that has substances containing carbohydrates that can naturally, or with a bit of encouragement, undergo fermentation; together with a population that has unwanted opinions on its hands, there has never been anything like the internet.

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Society: Year-turning On:2009-01-02 08:28:11
'Tis now the very turning of the year when all things change and the world is renewed---though, though really, come to think of it, that's more of a spring-time thing than this bleak midwinter can support when in fact all we're going to get is more of the same only probably worse, but I suppose that we can say that at least within the current social reality it is the year-turning, the page-turning time.

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