I've been asked: "What happened to the X-Factor Blog? Why don't you post any more?"
I've been sporadically posting a few things over the last few months...but yes, it's been sparse. I've been busy. I wrote and published a book, spoke at a few conferences, did some consulting...and oh, yes, worked at my j-o-b. That made for a lot of time commitment. No excuse, just fact.
Now...why am I writing about all this here? Because I'm angry, and you're about to see a flurry of posts and activity here. Get ready for it.
Saying I'm angry doesn't begin to get the idea across, really. I'm pissed off. Something I love is being destroyed, dying a slow and humiliating death, and nobody seems to be paying any attention. Including, up until now, me.
I'm through ignoring the problem. I hope you are, too. In fact, I'm hoping that once I lay down my case, you too will be pissed off, and that together we can do someting about all this.
Maybe you're wondering what I'm talking about. I'm betting some will already know, but just in case you don't: I'm talking about the death of radio as an art form.
The sacrifice of the beautiful, intimate medium to the dull-witted pencil pushers and bucolic bean counters.
Anyone who knows me at all knows that I am a Crusading Capitalist. Ayn Rand is one of my favorite authors (that means something, and those who have read her work know it).
I'm not against radio companies making a profit -- but they must create something of value in order to reap the reward of long-term profit. And they're not doing that. They're raping the art form for every last penny they can get out of it, and they're going to leave the business I love in a smoking ruin if we let them get away with it.
Will we? Will we let them get away with it?
I, for one, say "no".
What do you say?
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