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Friday, April 13, 2007

The Son of the Return of the Radio Blog

I can not be expected to read minds. But, radio dickweed Brian Shaw wrote me the following yesterday:

Can I bank the farm on a piece from you? I ask only so that I might beg off making any more scheduling phone calls.
Then, El Dickweed let me spend a couple hours putting together today's piece. I emailed him the .mp3 file on Apr 12, 2007 at 2:34 PM. In the wee hours of the morning, he emailed me this on April 13 at 4:49 AM:

The file inspires this technical report from my computer, “Windows Media Player cannot play the file. The Player might not support the file type or might not support the codec that was used to compress the file.” If your (sic) up and able, perhaps you can send another version.
I sent precisely the same file I'd sent the first time, which inspired this at 5:05 AM:

It worked. Thanks.
And then, a few minutes later, this:

Problem – I'm not playing it. I don't have time to get into it until after the show, but I hate hearing the Imus quote over again. Even though I have the same impulse as you to remind the volk that there's similarly offensive, even dangerous chatter popping out of the chattering class all over the place.
And he led off the 6AM hour with a long, clueless talk about the Imus thing, and why he didn't want to talk about it, even though he tried to play the Limbaugh "magic" quote (which he was not technically ept enough to play). And then he led off the 8AM hour with another long rant about how he didn't want to talk about what he was talking about, which was why he was spending so long talking about it, because he didn't want to talk about it.

Don't ask me—I never took any abnormal psych classes in college.

BUT ... you only get to piss on me once, dude. Anyway, here's the mashup on the story that CANNOT be talked about.

But how come I was expected to know that he had a bug up his ass about a legitimate news story? I can not be expected to read minds.

Funny, I'm censored and kicked off the air over Don Imus' being kicked off the air. That's a REAL Friday the Thirteenth kind of experience: Psycho.

Today's Radio Mash
Right click and "save as"

1.4 megs, 2:57, FM quality stereo .mp3. Originally titled—with unintended irony—"Tolerance." As usual, there are no easy answers, and you will have to think for yourself. (This was too difficult for Brian Shaw, Dickless Wonder of "progressive" radio.) So be warned: Every sound bite here has played on the public airwaves in the past month, if not the last week!

The late Hoosier author Kurt Vonnegut had a hilarious term for people who behaved like Mr. Shaw did today. That term was, I recall quite clearly, "asshole."

Thus endeth the Return of the Radio Blog.


[PS: The statement: "I don't have time to get into it until after the show"? Never heard another word. Perhaps because my reply to the censorship post was "Seig heil."]


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