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1993 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

You’re Invited to a Special Benefit Roast, But It Won’t Be Much Fun

Mirthology column, 1st run Thursday 6 August 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock Ever wonder what you’re doing wrong if you’ve never been asked to one of those fund-raising roasts? Me, too. Why, I’m almost an executive. So where’s the invitation? Why is success in a community […]

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1993 Pulitzer nominee Fables

Steam Rises between Rider’s Tub, Rub

Mirthology column, 1st run Thursday 18 June 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. PollockCopyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock Dowel Jones the stick horse has been stabled at my house, the Bengalow, for some time now. He rode here from California some years ago, carrying my imaginary college roommate … but that’s another tale. […]

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1993 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

Ask Not for Whom the Porch Swings: It’ll Spin for You

Mirthology, 1st run Thursday 4 June 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock Jr. DATELINE MIRTHOLOGY — Now that the country has been broadsided once again by mass violence, we either can get together and clean up the mess, or stay in our seats and ask ourselves who […]

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1993 Pulitzer nominee Fables

If Death Comes in Threes, then Taxes Grow on Trees

Mirthology column, 1st run Thursday 30 April 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock I didn’t need a head shrinker; of course, I was fine. A little stressed. Maybe. No, home life was fine, knock on wood. It was work. My co-workers’ superstitions about death were getting to […]

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1993 Pulitzer nominee Fables

Get Rich Quick: Enroll Sometime

Mirthology column, 1st run Thursday 9 April 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock “Time Management 2001.” Students, if that is not what you signed up for, then you’re in the wrong room. Please take the door at the rear of the classroom so as not to distract […]

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1993 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

Americans Save Time by Spending Money

Mirthology column, 1st run Thursday 2 April 1992 in the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1992 Ben S. Pollock One of the most annoying things about the rest of the world suddenly agreeing with us Americans is guilt. Just about everybody is freely electing presidents and legislators, and writing constitutions, just like we […]

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1991 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

III. Free-lance Picketers Finally Clean Up

Mirthology column, 1st run Wednesday 9 May 1990 in the Arkansas Democrat By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1990 Ben S. Pollock (The finale, Part 3, go back to Part 1 or Part 2) * * * Because the teenager was not easily discouraged, Y.D. reminded wise Oscar Hapgood of a self-reliant cowboy, and so years […]

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1991 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

II. So Many Burning Issues, So Little Time

Mirthology column, 1st run Wednesday 9 May 1990 in the Arkansas Democrat By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1990 Ben S. Pollock (This is Part 2, back to Part 1, go on to Part 3) * * * Young at heart, Oscar Hapgood was a match for his budding flower children, 11-year-old Duff McDuff and the […]

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1991 Pulitzer nominee American Culture

I. ‘Hop-along’ Prepares to Pass the Torch

Mirthology column, 1st run Wednesday 2 May 1990 in the Arkansas Democrat By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1990 Ben S. Pollock (This is Part 1, on to Part 2 and finally Part 3) * * * The older stories were the favorites, and 11-year-old Duff McDuff and his teen-age friend Y.D. often insisted on them […]

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1991 Pulitzer nominee Poetry

‘Watch for Hail’ when Life’s a ‘Bed of Roses’

Mirthology column, 1st run Wednesday 18 April 1990 in the Arkansas Democrat By Ben S. Pollock Copyright 1990 Ben S. Pollock Retirement had been no bed of roses for Mildred Lynch Pierce Fenner Smith, especially since it was not voluntary. The recent visit from the governor, however, meant an escape from leisure. Mildred reprimanded herself […]