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Tea for two, commencement for one Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock April 10,25, 2004. To a graduating high school senior, whose identity I’m not otherwise revealing. This is advice about your coming college experience. These comments are not "nice." If anyone disagrees, fine; I could be wrong. That sentence was written by the nice me. […]
^q¬dt face=”Courier New, Courier, mono”>Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Monday, March 15, 2004. Reality TV shows are not reality. Even close. Just think about them with a little deliberation, and it’s obvious. Yet people watch them, and talk about them, as if they are. -30-
Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Saturday, March 13, 2004. Green tea from red China. Nice, but no one says "red China" anymore. -30-
Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Thursday, March 11, 2004. What does it say about a person when, first, they continue to carry on about years’ old problems as if they were fresh and, second, they evidently feel a need to tell people about them? It’s evidence perhaps of this being the memoir-and-Oprah age of […]
Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Tuesday, March 9, 2004. "The Passion of the Christ." I have not seen the movie, though it’s been out a couple of weeks. I am not curious about it, the way I have been about other movies about Christianity, and so may not see it anytime soon. It’s not the […]
Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Wednesday 18 February 2004. Monday night at community band, the euphonium section sat beside the trombones. It was just one baritone player, and she looked unfamiliar. I introduced myself. This was indeed her first night with the Arkansas Winds. She sat by us because that’s where baris traditionally sit; no […]