Talk who?
A friend was railing to me about another friend who rants on a weekly radio talk show and how it has gotten to the point where the two of them cannot have a civil conversation – this observation was spurred on by the recent killings in Tucson and the desire my friend has to change the national rhetoric away from hate and towards compassion. I told her I remember when my brother had his radio program and spoke about sewing up Hilary Clinton’s vagina when Bill was president and how I met people in the streets of New Orleans who were/are ardent fans. I remain puzzled.
I was reading a couple of blogs by guys and thinking about how, back in the day, when I was steeped in the study of literature it was almost a classic delineation of gender to assume a man would write about the external world and a woman the internal world.
Then I linked into another blog and it answered the first question – why do Americans listen to this ranting on the radio? What compels us to want to poison our ears with this toxic waste. Wala – a guided blog entry on where-from comes such toxic waste and why it has gotten locked up in the most moribund and least sexiest venues in America – AM talk radio. Brilliant.