Radios *Grumble*

So I turned on the radio this morning for the first time in months.  I had accidentally left my iPod at work charging, and I'd finished off my collection of CDs.  Since I was sitting in traffic for the next 20 minutes, I thought, "Why not?"

Within seconds, I remembered.

The first station I turned on was an old favorite.  My mother used to listen to it (probably still does) on the way to and from work in the mornings.  It's a "soft-rock" station that is supposedly family friendly. 

Well, one of the hosts was offering "parenting advice" and I cannot stress enough how horrible it was.  He was complaining that his daughter never listened to him or his wife (regarding getting up in the mornings for school) and that it'd been on-going for months.  A caller chimed in that she, too, had difficulties getting her child out of bed and into school on-time... so much so that a truancy officer had to step in.

HOW DOES IT GET THAT FAR?!  I can make a pretty good guess considering the "advice" this host was freely giving (and he was the one with the 'problem child' to boot).  *Face palm*

So I skipped over to an old stand-by of mine.  It's more akin to edgier, alternative music than the first.  Unfortunately, they, too, had their morning show going and the host was interviewing a young musician.  The first quote I heard when I shifted stations was "Ew.  Children are disgusting.  Why would anyone EVER want to have them?  They're awful."

I was dumbfounded for a quick second which is how I learned he was interviewing a younger musician who confusedly asked, "Where is this conversation going?"

I didn't stick around to find out.  I swapped out to the third preset on my radio and hit commercials.

That's it - I'm done.  I yet again am reminded why I'm part of a Religious CD of the Month Club and why I cling to my iPod.  So long as I'm in control of what I listen to (and, in effect, what Vince listens to), I dont' have to worry about that sort of trash cluttering my airways.

Incredible.

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