Wait … wha? WHHAAAA??? Salary starts at $33,400???? For a “Grass Roots” worker???? With vacation and sick leave????? And I’m “Astroturf”? I had to take vacation time off work to go to our Tea Party, which I got paid nothing for, and went our of my own convictions an volition. I’d never even been to any protest of anything before.
Never mind the rest of the crap she spewed. Blatant HYPOCRISY, and proud and unabashed about it.
I am stunned. It was bad enough when I thought maybe they paid some people a few bucks to go to one of these things.
And I would still like to see the evidence that ANY oil company paid ANYBODY to any of the Tea Partiers or Town Hall protestors.
Well, I did order a Gadsden flag after our Tea Party. And Conservatives typically don’t carry swastikas around. I suspect the swastika painted on Rep. David Scott’s office was put there by another liberal trying to astroturf up another fake victim. Fact is, we conservatives don’t tend to pull that crap — which is why liberals get frustrated and do it “for” us. Ann Coulter’s “Guilty” is probably next on my “buy” list because of this crap. Hey, get paid $33,400 to drag America where you think it should go, and they won’t behave the way you try to portray them? Do it for them!
Then if you get caught you can get off by saying “well, I was just trying to draw attention to ‘the problem'”. When ‘the problem’ is largely manufactured by the left in the first place and like I said they’re frustrated when it doesn’t manifest itself.
As far as PJTV, I’ve been giving to our local NPR station, $5 a month for about the last 15 years. PJTV only asks $5.
Well, our local affiliate at the University (which I work for. Work for the University. Not the station. Although I did do weather for them when I was a student. Well, this is a fine digression).
Yes, I give to our local NPR affilliate. For years they were the only station I could listen to in my car (I usually played CDs, actually. Commercials drive me batty after about 3 of them and I generally like to pick my own music. “There he goes again.” I know. Thanks, Ronnie.). I woke up to their news every morning. Our radio alarm went off to it. And they were the only place in this town you could get decent jazz & classical, and I loved Thistle & Shamrock (hey, sue me. I like that stuff.)
One morning, during the long months of Bosnian and Rowandan genocides, I finally said to my wife “Enough!”. Yes, I need to know this stuff. No, I don’t need to start my day, my first waking moments — to it. We switched over to waking up to the Oldies after that. And I’ve since gotten a Zen alarm clock (just a nice “ding!” in the morning, no blathering. And I digress again.)
I’ve long since stopped listening to the station, pretty much at all, and the inertia has been I just have the University take it out of my paycheck. And I’m ready to stop. Especially now since I am now, as of this afternoon, true to my word, an official paid up PJTV subscriber. Put my money where my mouth is. And time to take it away from where my ears are no longer.
My radio tastes are pretty much nil. In the car, the default radio station is now our local talk radio station (and I don’t spend that much time in the car), and even that bugs me (commercials, again). So I subscribe to Beck & Miller over the net and listen to them when I want, commercial free… can go back and listen to stuff I missed, go check things out that I’m skeptical about.
I have about 1,200 vinyl albums. And around 1,000 CDs. Mostly rock & pop from the 1950’s through present, with heavy emphasis on the 1960’s & mid 1970’s. My favorite jazz is from about 1955-1965. But my musical tastes are wide and varied. Very wide, and very varied.
And no radio station can live up to my standards, really.
I have been relatively conservative all my life. I moved, in some areas, to the left during my college years, but since then I’ve steadily drifted Libertarian.
I’m impressed with your music collection, Phil. I have eclectic musical tastes which generally don’t run to top 40, but I could never claim the breadth or depth of your obvious musical appreciation.
I generally find myself stabbing at buttons in the car because I forget to refill my cd player and my car’s too old (and paid for!) to possess an ipod dock. I usually settle on country and get annoyed with all of the male castrati singing love songs.
I hate the ads, too. Despise the noise.
Drifting towards libertarianism has been a steady avocation of mine for the last several years.
I’m glad you like my name, I appreciate it now but I hated it as a child. I wanted to be a Julie, good thing I wasn’t – it would have been a terrible fit.
It’s the MP3 player in my car for me. My cheap-ass stereo has the single advantage in that it has an auxiliary 1/8″ stereo input.
In my wife’s car, well the last one we used one of those cassette adaptors. But this one doesn’t have a cassette deck. But I have this Belkin FM transmitter (not the cheap one, they don’t work well … it was about a $40 product) that I can pick any frequency on the FM dial. It works pretty well. And my step-son says you can actually get a device that cuts out your FM antenna and uses your FM antenna for an input. Haven’t tried that.
But I’ve got 60 GB mp3 player with a ton of music on it that goes with me when we travel.
(psssst! I even like SOME country. Alison Krauss. Mary Chapin-Carpenter. Some Toby Keith. And even Willie sometimes. But truth be told I’m much more of a Parrothead. CSN. Grateful Dead. Old Bonnie Raitt… John Lee Hooker. Spirit. Seger. Even the Beatles, Morgan.)
I went through a period in my childhood when I didn’t like my name. But I really don’t care anymore. It’s my name. Works for me. “Phil”? Yeah, that’s me. Whaddaya want?
You can get a little thingy that you plug into your ipod that turns into your own little local radio station and plays whatever your mp3 player is playing. You tell it to “broadcast” (that means to bait a hook with a woman and fling her out into a lake hoping to catch a fish ) … at, say, 95.3 FM dial, and you tune your radio to 95.3 FM, and poof, ipod goodness comes out of your speaker thingies and Daphne smiles and sings her way down the road.
In her western boots and cutoff jeans. And red-bandana halter top. Tips her cowgirl hat at a truck driver and winks. Just like she’s in a video or something. Yeah. Just … like … that
Dang. Late to this party and much poorer for it, too. Near-real-time conversations in comments are fascinating!
re: NPR. I was a heavy contributor to WDET… Detroit’s NPR affiliate run out of Wayne State U… back in my salad days, mainly because they were the most eclectic spot on the dial, primarily focusing on Progressive Rock (and music is about the ONLY place where the term “Progressive” is good) at that point in time. I dunno if things have changed in this space, but NPR affiliates used to have a tier system for supporters, and folks in the middle and upper tiers got invited to the annual cocktail party/dinner to rub elbows with the station brass and DJs. WDET threw one helluva party (lots of ‘em, actually), lemmee tell ya. And their program director at the time was a mid-20 something Wayne State grad student hottie that caused The Second Mrs. Pennington to stick VERY close to me while the PD and I were in serious and deep conversation about various artists. But I digress. Suffice to say NPR can be VERY good. It can also be very bad, too… it all depends on your local affiliate. My current NPR outlet sucks in a Lawrence Welk sorta way… in that you can get on the elevator any-frickin’-where in the county. Even while driving.
re: musical tastes. You and I are very, very close, Phil. I think our music collections would like each other.