Monthly Archives: March 2017

Pollution in the ‘Good Old Days’: New York 1880

By 1880, there were at least a hundred and fifty thousand horses living in New York, and probably a great many more. Each one relieved itself of, on average, twenty-two pounds of manure a day, meaning that the city’s production … Continue reading

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You Might Think I’m Nuts!

To relax, I close myself away Sometimes try to write or get creative Always in the company of music Not the frippery of teenage stuff Serious music, with body and thought Created with tender care and passion, Albenoni, Brahms, Chopin, … Continue reading

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A Spanish Wage-Slave

“Carlos Recio was appointed Head of Archives in March 2006,” a Council spokesperson told reporters in Valencia, “to work as the chief bibliographer. However, a recent investigation confirms that he has never shown up for work since that date, never … Continue reading

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Euthanasia: a civic right

They went with songs to the battle, they were young, Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow… They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. … Continue reading

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The anti-Semitic Martin Luther

Luther calls for the secular authorities to burn down all the synagogues and schools, and ‘what won’t burn should be covered over with earth, so that not a stone or piece of slag of it should be seen for all … Continue reading

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Designer Adoption

  A husband and wife who work for the circus go to an adoption agency. The Social workers raise doubts about the living conditions in a circus, but the couple produce photos of their 50-foot luxury motor home, which is … Continue reading

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The Flying Bottles: The Pompadours, Harold Hill Romford

  The Flying Bottles is what most people on Harold Hill called the Pompadours pub. There were many managers that attempted to run the pub when I first lived in Harold Hill and there were many more after when I left in … Continue reading

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