Fake media happens
when you shit your pants
and don’t want anyone to
know.
So you shout as loud as
you can - “It’s the fake
media’s fault. I did
not shit my pants.”
when you shit your pants
and don’t want anyone to
know.
So you shout as loud as
you can - “It’s the fake
media’s fault. I did
not shit my pants.”
It’s a lie, of course. There’s
a load in your underwear.
It stinks. It is real.
All that matters is what
people believe. There is
no independent truth.
If you can get them to
believe that you didn’t
shit your pants, then
more power to you.
Literally.
I am not fake media. WJOB callers, listeners, texters, commenters, sponsors and advertisers are not fake media. They fuel this 94-year-old radio station.
And the people who work here, many of them students, are not fake media. I am not fake media.
WJOB started 94 years ago. We do what we did 20, 40, 60, 80 years ago. A host in the morning talks. Other hosts do the same later in the day. People call in. People used to send us letters. Now they text or comment. Some email. Others complain to the FCC. This is what we do. It’s called WJOB and it is good and pure and beautiful.
I am the steward of the spirit that is WJOB. I believe wholeheartedly that it is good and pure and beautiful. This area, this corner of Indiana next to Chicago, does not have much. We are mostly poor, industrial and crowded. But at least we have WJOB. And WJOB is good and pure and beautiful.
I will not let WJOB be included in the term “fake media.” It is personal to me. I gave up my former life to perpetuate the WJOB spirit. I rely on people around me and people listening in their cars and people watching on their phones. We all believe in the same spirit. It is built on independence.
Agendas. They are everywhere. You can’t look at the news at night and get any sort of independence. What you get is one side of one side. Maybe that’s what shouters mean by “fake media.” I don’t know. I don’t know what the term means and I don’t want to know. More importantly, I don’t have to know.
I own my own media. People around here not only accept WJOB as independent, they take pride in it. WJOB lets people talk. Have your own opinion, but respect that other people have theirs too.
Trumpers and Trump-haters. Old and young. Conservatives and liberals. Blacks and whites and Mexicans. Catholics and Jews. Home-grown Region Rats and transplants from Illinois. It may be difficult for people from outside of the Calumet Region to comprehend, but we all come together every day on WJOB.
Perhaps the rest of America can learn from this. If WJOB can get people of all backgrounds, races and income levels to listen, then it can happen elsewhere. It is possible, America. Just listen.
a load in your underwear.
It stinks. It is real.
All that matters is what
people believe. There is
no independent truth.
If you can get them to
believe that you didn’t
shit your pants, then
more power to you.
Literally.
I am not fake media. WJOB callers, listeners, texters, commenters, sponsors and advertisers are not fake media. They fuel this 94-year-old radio station.
And the people who work here, many of them students, are not fake media. I am not fake media.
WJOB started 94 years ago. We do what we did 20, 40, 60, 80 years ago. A host in the morning talks. Other hosts do the same later in the day. People call in. People used to send us letters. Now they text or comment. Some email. Others complain to the FCC. This is what we do. It’s called WJOB and it is good and pure and beautiful.
I am the steward of the spirit that is WJOB. I believe wholeheartedly that it is good and pure and beautiful. This area, this corner of Indiana next to Chicago, does not have much. We are mostly poor, industrial and crowded. But at least we have WJOB. And WJOB is good and pure and beautiful.
I will not let WJOB be included in the term “fake media.” It is personal to me. I gave up my former life to perpetuate the WJOB spirit. I rely on people around me and people listening in their cars and people watching on their phones. We all believe in the same spirit. It is built on independence.
Agendas. They are everywhere. You can’t look at the news at night and get any sort of independence. What you get is one side of one side. Maybe that’s what shouters mean by “fake media.” I don’t know. I don’t know what the term means and I don’t want to know. More importantly, I don’t have to know.
I own my own media. People around here not only accept WJOB as independent, they take pride in it. WJOB lets people talk. Have your own opinion, but respect that other people have theirs too.
Trumpers and Trump-haters. Old and young. Conservatives and liberals. Blacks and whites and Mexicans. Catholics and Jews. Home-grown Region Rats and transplants from Illinois. It may be difficult for people from outside of the Calumet Region to comprehend, but we all come together every day on WJOB.
Perhaps the rest of America can learn from this. If WJOB can get people of all backgrounds, races and income levels to listen, then it can happen elsewhere. It is possible, America. Just listen.
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