I'M GOING TO, FOR ONCE, TAKE A CUE FROM SOME READERS: "Please, Rich, 'Enough is Enough!" --I AGREE.
The readers had had enough of the chatter about the albatross radio station in the area; the call-letter deficient operation that has engaged in quite a bit of fraud and tom-foolery --I'm not going to be a part of it, whether it was staged or not and I'm convinced that much of it was indeed plotted along.
Desperate operations go to extreme means to give life to a dying carcass. That's OK, pretty harmless but I'm not going to be sucked in for the ride. Not anymore at least.
On dying carcass radio this morning the hired Bronson, Missouri herd trotted out the circus clown on their platform so he could gush about his shitty ratings only he did not talk about his shitty ratings; he again (this happens every five years now) talked gibberish (God, he sounds so fucked up) about how the listeners went bonko over his planned (ha) migration to the right side of the dial and how some latest hired hand told him, "We made a mistake." At that point, my vomit bag was utilized.
I'm GOING TO MOVE ON...Enough is enough. Moratorium
This cheesy operation has received enough publicity and its latest iteration will have none of my participation. They have ZERO cred and their latest sheep will have zero substance just enough to gather up the balls to state, "I have a major announcement" to make. Oh, how profoundly unique, just not here, leave it on Facebook, the home operation of major announcements.
For now, we are going to move on to other news and talk in the business while the Cloud Company uses its sheep media fortress to spread the bullshit and further fool the masses. They have an inherent interest in that process and God Bless 'em for procuring that model until the next format is introduced, roughly the spring of 2021 when the mattress man is 90 and telling his audience of 10, "THIS NEW FORMAT IS GONNA BE GREAT!"
Yeah, right, whatever.
As mattress man would say, "let us move on..." We have.