i have mentioned before that the only station i listen to at work is the CBC. there are many explanations for this choice. most importantly, i once made the very ill-advised choice to go to post-grad school for radio broadcasting. several months after 'graduation' (ie. there was no way i was going to go to that ceremony, particularly because the program director displayed a complete inability or interest in actually giving me my certificate for completing the course. i still do not have that useless piece of paper, and i never shall because i refuse to contact that person again and remind myself that i wasted that much time. this shall only cause a problem if i ever do actually need that piece of paper for a job...my solution shall probably be to just remove those 8 months of my life from my resume).
anyhoo, that course caused a deep-seated loathing for commercial radio. through schooling that was supposed to instill respect and skill for a dying medium, they managed to teach me that commercial radio is a more vacuous and generic form of media than Teen Beat, Tiger Beat, and Cosmo Girl magazines combined.
henceforth: public radio forevermore.
the biggest drawback of my choice is that the CBC seems to have 2 major themes: global warming, and Neil Flambe. i am certainly interested in global warming and the ways in which i can try to prevent it, but essentially every feature has a thesis given by experts: it doesn't matter what you do as an individual cuz the government licks industrial bum holes and China doesn't care, anyways, so basically don't bother having kids cuz they will be raised in a world of pain. YAY.
their antidote to such doom and gloom is this annoying feature about some harry potter rip off that's supposed to spark debate and discussion about children's novels. the only problem is that it's mentioned 20 times a day by this annoying host who penned the thing, and narrated by this annoying helium voiced female. they once spent a MONTH doing a poll about what dish the young chef boy should prepare. a MONTH about ONE THING. a thing related to FOOD... not the way he should die, or who his first love interest should be, or how he shall come to realize his achilles heel. the banality of the story does nothing to take my mind off slowly roasting to death while baby polar bears weep.
despite the annoying gulf between their programming choices, i will still listen to the CBC cuz they do manage to squeeze in worthwhile music and opinions once and a while. it's sure as hell of a lot better than hearing finger eleven's 'paralyzer' twenty times a day. actually, i still have to listen to paralyzer due to my office mate's love of chum fm, and the fact that she TURNS THE VOLUME WAY UP whenever that song comes on and dances in her seat.
in case you're confused, that is a photographic representation of a rainbow butt-ed monkey pooping on finger eleven.
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