BRAVO TO WHOEVER WROTE THIS MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this line especially: "the rotting corpse of radio"!!!!!!!! NO SHIT G!!!!!! Oh man that ALONE is worth reading this!!!!!! Imagine that?! Someone in the media WHO ACTUALLY GETS IT!!!!!!
DIE TERESTRIAL RADIO! DIE!
DIE CLEAR CHANNEL! DIE ALL YOU RIGHTWING NAZI WHORE RADIO SHIT SHOWS!!!
DIE ALL YOU SHIT RADIO STATIONS THAT PLAY THE FRUKING SAME 12 SONGS OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!!!!
For fucksakes: JUST DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Enjoy:
MINISTER OF CULTURE
Visionary Stern off to shock new world
Friday, December 16, 2005
Michael Heaton
Plain Dealer Columnist
Today is Howard Stern's last day on terrestrial radio and I have
nothing but praise and gratitude. Howard Stern is a brilliant
comedian, performance artist and the most innovative, groundbreaking mind in the history of modern broadcasting.
No one on radio in my lifetime has been more popular, more
misunderstood and more unfairly scapegoated than Howard Stern. He is the grown-up, real-life embodiment of Holden Caulfield, the
fictional protagonist of J.D. Salinger's evergreen coming-of-age
novel "The Catcher in the Rye."
The phony adult world -- aided by a complicit media -- sickened
Howard Stern to the bottom of his soul. On the air, he used his
microphone like a gun and his sense of humor like an endless belt of
bullets to decimate the pervasive world of glib happy-talk that
reigned on the airwaves across America.
Striking a blow for intelligent, adult listeners everywhere, Howard
Stern set about the work of exploding every sacred cow in sight. He
went after the mindlessly accepted conventions of modern society
with gleeful zeal. He refused to repeat the boring platitudes
employed by the lazy, self-satisfied broadcasters who came before
him. They were there merely to maintain the status quo for the sake
of their public popularity and oversized paychecks.
Howard Stern became a millionaire by refusing to be bought off. He
created the world of Howard Stern's Brain, a labyrinthine multiplex
of unfiltered, uncensored and unadulterated audio theater. He spoke
the Gospel of the First Thought. So we heard Howard on sex. In fact,
Howard on sex a lot. But there was also Howard on marriage, Howard
on race, on politics, the economy, the people in his office, what he
saw on TV last night or had for breakfast that morning. Plus the
personal stuff that polite people rarely share with anyone, much
less a nation of laughing listeners.
So we drove to work every morning with Howard by our side. We
laughed while Howard riffed on all aspects of American life that
bummed us out or made us crazy. He railed against every institution
that tied us up, held us down or made us feel powerless. Howard made
fun of idiot celebrities and pompous politicians. And yes, there was
sex. Always more sex.
Before Howard Stern, the famous thrived on personal exclusivity. You could never hang out with icons like the Rolling Stones, Jack
Nicholson or David Letterman. They lived in some other world.
But Howard Stern invited all his fans into his personal life to
celebrate his own naked dorkiness. We were invited to embrace his
lack of self-esteem, his larger-than-life fears and existential
dread. While you wanted to be like celebs because they were cool,
you liked Howard because he was so honestly uncool.
Then in 2004, the Janet Jackson Super Bowl halftime show sent the
spineless nitwits of the FCC looking for a fall guy. Howard Stern
was tailor-made to die for their sins. And to save their own necks
they drove him from the rotting corpse of radio. Good riddance to
radio. They killed one of the few golden geese left in an ever-
shrinking flock.
Come 2006, I see him up there on Sirius Satellite radio like some
superhero exploring new galaxies of entertainment. I see Howard
pioneering new forms of mirth and laughter. God speed Howard Stern. A grateful nation of your faithful salute you.
Keep telling the truth. Keep making us laugh. See you on the other
side.
To reach this Plain Dealer columnist:
mheaton@plaind.com, 216-999-4569
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