Shoots from the hip, asks questions later
Posted on November 10th, 2009 –
Okay, I can honestly say I gave him a chance, but I’m not really enjoying waking up to John Moore. The the thing about Bill Carroll (the former radio timeslot), I think, is that he’s a lot angrier. Bill’s got that righteous indignation thing down. John goes on a lot about stuff in a way that makes me not care about it. It’s blood-curdling rage emanating from the radio that helps me get up in the morning. Without it, I’m just too warm and snuggly in my bed.
Take the Toronto City Centre Airport story, for example. I’m not sure many people would care about the tussle going on there. It’s a three-way shoving match between the city, the Port Authority which controls the airport and I believe has it’s own squad of shadowy assassins, and Porter Airlines which managed to pull in record profits pretty much every year since it started flying. Oh, and the island residents who basically bitch 24-7, 365 about everything (“The city’s too loud! The lights are too bright! The planes are too scary! Wah! Wah!”)
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Bill would gnaw at this, getting angrier and angrier right up until the commercial break. I don’t remember his stance on the issue, but I clearly recall the outraged timbre of his voice. The current topic of contention is the proposed tunnel to the airport which no level of government wants to pay for. It’s intended to replace the current ferry service which, at a full 20-second trip (maybe 30) from shore to shore, seems kind of inefficient:
But whatever. I’m sure Porter contributes to this inefficiency from its growing wallet so who cares? Bill does. Passionately. Desperately. I bet the fact that Toronto got the 2015 Pan Am Games probably caused his head to just explode. They probably had to drag his headless, blood-soaked corpse out of the studio live on the air. That would’ve been some show. If only it was still on at a time when I could listen.
I can just imagine his reaction at the $2.4 billion cost. He either would have been rejoicing that his beloved Etobicoke was getting a pool make-over, or cheesed that the athletes’ village will be in what is currently a large mud pit bisecting the east edge of town (ON TAXPAYERS’ MONEY, AND DOWNTOWN GETS ALL THE BENEFITS!!), or both.
He doesn’t care that he sometimes contradicts himself. Bill shoots from the hip and asks questions later. If there’s time. I don’t think John Moore even owns a gun.
Now I have at least three more days of waking up to do. Quite possibly a few decades on top of that. With Bill gone, I’m left sleeping in almost every day, but I don’t know where else to turn. The radio dial to. And with it staying dark outside later and later now, the problem is becoming more urgent. “Nature Sounds I” just won’t cut it, but what’s the alternative … the buzzer?!
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November 11th, 2009 12:55 pm
Your pictures are gorgeous and I love your blog! Thank you!
I have left an award for you over at my blog. Go on over and pick it up!
Thanks again!
November 11th, 2009 1:55 pm
Thanks and thanks, Kato. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find any mention of an award on your site; is there a direct link you could post?
November 11th, 2009 3:08 pm
Hey!! Umm yeah that was strange. I clicked on it and it took my to some bible site.
http://pandorahsbox.blogspot.com/
I hope that works. Sorry dude!
November 11th, 2009 3:09 pm
Ahh…I see what I did. I had blogpsot.com.
Good lord. Sorry about that again
November 11th, 2009 3:52 pm
Hi Patrick, I just looooove your pictures too, they are real beauty. But even more I love your coments. They are funny, clever and what's more – educating, eye opening. Everybody should read them. Keep going. looking forward to your tomorrow blog.