It Ain't No Air America...
The freedom to speak whatever's on your mind is...scary. Fun? A chance to really get yourself in trouble. I've decided to out myself about something that will shock even my closest friends. Hell, it might even get me fired. Oh well. Here goes. All day, Monday through Friday, I listen to conservative talk radio on 590-KLBJ. Being a lifelong, card-carrying Democrat, some folks might guess my husband turned me on to it—but this is all me. It began about a year ago in a desperate move fueled by pregnancy hormones. A bona-fide Morning Edition junkie, I needed a break from the incessant negative news, so I decided to find out what the enemy was up to. Somehow...I got hooked. Here's a brief run-down of what life is like on the other side.
My day kicks off with KLBJ's version of the morning zoo. Three guys hash out local and national issues. Ed Clements, the goofy "left-wing" dude, who is smack in the middle by most standards, battles with Sgt. Sam Cox, a retired cop (think McGruff), who is so far right he makes Matt Drudge look like a communist. Mark Caesar is the seemingly neutral referee, but listen long enough and you'll discover he yaws hard a-starboard. Big surprise. Nevertheless, it's fun to hear them squabble. They keep things light, take plenty of calls, and cover a lot of ground.
Indeed, one of the biggest up-sides to KLBJ is its outstanding Austin news coverage. They often break news first, and they cover Austin-based topics in greater detail than any other media outlet. I know much more about the city council, problems in our schools, crime and traffic/transit issues, the new city manager, and the ongoing drama in the APD than I ever would listening to any other radio station. When the morning show wanders into national news, it covers topics as diverse as the WSJ's take on the subprime mortgage debacle to...photos of Rush Limbaugh with his new honey. Admittedly, they fare best when sticking to Austin stories.
After getting my fill of the local yokels, in breezes Neal Boortz. I love Neal Boortz. Love him. Did you know he's unabashedly pro-choice? A compassionate, staunch defender of gay rights? And he wants to abolish the IRS? Awesome. Boortz is a Libertarian, a former lawyer, and a fascinating guy. When he argues with listeners—which he does frequently, since he courts callers who disagree—his intelligence shimmers. Really, it's a blast to listen to him.
He's dead wrong about a few things, though, and when he cranks up on these pet topics, I must admit I get more than a little peeved. His attitude towards Muslims is downright offensive, as is some of his colorful language characterizing illegal immigrants. Also, he's bought—hook, line, and sinker—the idea that global warming is a hoax. The latter is the most annoying part of the right-wing talk show circuit. The common attitude toward global warming—blunt, ignorant, politicized—is pervasive and ridiculous.Rush Limbaugh, the meat in the Boortz-coined "ham sandwich" (Boortz leads in and then follows Rush on KLBJ), is the biggest blow-hard there is in the global warming "debate"—or any other subject. We all know that Limbaugh is the bull dog guarding the gate of current conservative politics. Yet...he's been fascinating lately. He so deeply, desperately hates Hillary Clinton, scrutinizes her every move, and believe it or not his analysis is frequently correct...sometimes even prophetic. And could you even guess—he waxes romantic about Barack Obama, doling out sound advice I wish Obama would follow. I hate to admit it, but Limbaugh's election coverage has been riveting. Once the dust settles, however, I imagine his show will once again deflate to its monotonous, "mega-ditto" mediocrity.
Last on the block? Hours and hours of local hero—former UT football player, current UT lecturer—Jeff Ward. Ward often does a solo rehash of the morning show topics, but in a world-weary, dry-as-dust tone that he's perfected to an art. Mostly his show consists of him ranting about some or other local issue, with input from often mock-worthy callers. Ward spends plenty of time in self-mockery as well, particularly when he gets caught in the camera lens with the likes of Jennifer Gale (scroll to the bottom). Amazingly, it's some of the most entertaining radio I've heard. It's all cult of personality—and yet Ward plays the reluctant radio star to a T.I'm not sure how a one-time turn around the room with the guys on the right snowballed into an addiction. Partially, I had grown tired of being the choir—had become inured to the lectures from the pulpit. Also, after a few months, I unexpectedly found the warm, whispered tones on NPR to be cloying. I thought, "Don't these people ever get exciting about anything?" Ultimately my secret vice hasn't changed me much—if anything it has pushed me further left—so I'm not terribly worried about it. But isn't it odd that I genuinely fret about being judged harshly for such a habit? I hope this confession hasn't shot any chance I might've had at becoming popular in this town....
Comments [rss]
-
snmseo
-
mdahmus
-
Random
-
mdahmus
-
mdahmus
-
Random
-
mdahmus
-
mdahmus
-
skc
-
Ursel
-
DiedInSuburbia
-
DiedInSuburbia
-
helloali
-
helloali
-
gnubeewonkanobie
-
chetlemon
-
pinko traitor
-
Random
-
mdahmus
-
debimama
-
mdahmus
-
smack
-
Jooley Ann
-
Random
-
mdahmus
-
mdahmus
-
Jooley Ann
-
kenneth1
-
tim
-
Random





