Showing posts with label Beaker Street. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Radio killed the radio star


It's amazing the things we just decide to throw away one fine day . . .



. . . with nary a thought on whether we have anything better lined up to replace them.



Some things, we throw away more than once.


THIS IS the only thing American radio excels at anymore -- tearing stuff up, then wondering why nobody's buying a perfectly good pile of debris. We've become a nation of bumpkins who won't sit down to a gourmet French meal because they don't serve ketchup and fries with that.

The radio execs are the ones picketing outside Chez Paris, carrying signs that say
"FREEDOM FRIES OR DEATH!"

As it turns out, the marketplace can arrange the second half of that demand.