I thought we
were friends? You have been my constant companion for years. I rely on you for
news and music and entertainment and enlightenment. You guys, whom I’ve never
met in person, are my friends and neighbors. You make me smile and chuckle and
sing along and think. You sooth me with the classics, read to me stories,
interview with intelligent questions. All my radios are tuned to you and now
you have done this.
You’ve given
me options.
How could
you? For years I’ve weaned myself away from the talk/entertainment/advertising
networks and stations to only pay attention to you. I tell everyone about my
NPR fascination and am a proud member with my yearly donations to the sight and
sound. I’ve been a loyal listener and now I have to decide.
You say you
will give me more of the same and it will be better, but I’m weary. Now I will
have to choose which one of you will get my undivided attention. You say I will
have the same shows I clock my day by from waking up to afternoon interviews
and factoids and evening marketing analysis to jazz and then bedtime to be
rocked off into slumber land with orchestrated strings and pianos.
I will pick
up your gauntlet and accept your challenge for I have adapted to your
increasingly self-effacing chatter and promotions that so long ago were
silence. You are still the best alternative to what has become a tsunami of
somewhat questionable media to pick and choose.
I’ll patently
wait until you make your final adjustments and reset my dials to your studied
selection of programming and I will continue to financially support you. I hope
you will not become what cable television promised for a fee a multitude of
unwanted or desirable variations available to stay focus while turning the mind
into mush.
Stay true to
your mission and I’ll be a loyal listener and hopefully we can succeed in this transition
unlike the newspapers and magazines that turn journalism into entertainment.
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