I know when my son gets an A grade it's really a C, and I know it's no good staring at the box every night slack jawed and drunk, absorbing nonsense interspersed with hypnotic adverts...but this morning fiddling with the car radio things hit a new low...the sheer banality of drivel...the dull mechanical unoriginality...
the ironic 'no repeat guarantee' repeated again and again and again, in that booming pseudo excited
voice that radio stations employ to hammer and fry our brains ,and the tired proclamations every 2nd nano second that 'you're being subjected to such and such radio' in the same intrusive hypa tone, and then after an
interminable series of adds the invitation to participate in a mindless premium rate phone competition
presenting the intellectually challenging question 'what colour is a tomato?' or suchlike...and then some poor gormlss specimen drivels on air about what year the 'time testicle' or 'time funnel' programme is covering...and as if this condescending inane junk is not insulting enough, the listener is sunjected to
brain dead space filling yap yap from the uninspiring DJ...and amongst that recurrent junk perhaps one good song is played, just not worth the agony of the tosh that is delivered either side!!
I would opt for radio 4, but even that revered station seems to look down on the audience with
something approaching contempt...insisting on more amd more 'current affair' stuff and boring
so called news and as usual marketing shamelessly their received wisdom,but worst of all, radio 4 is
using any opportunity to play music when it is supposed to be a SPEECH radio, what the hell happened to 'Play for today'? and how on earth do those dreadful short stories ever win a spot?clearly it is
changing by stealth to something akin to all the others.
So I might adopt the adage that silence is golden for the next few days, maybe meditate a bit and avoid
the detritus and pointless noise (get enough of the latter from my teenage sons thanks very much)xxx
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