I will be filling in this Friday for Mark Riley on WWRL 1600 on the AM dial. The show begins at 6AM and ends at 9AM. I hope many of you can tune in to listen and call into the show…whether you agree or disagree, whether you are progressive, libertarian or conservative. You don’t get harmony when everyone sings the same note and the only person who should relish the sound of his voice echoed back is a yodeler! I’m looking forward to it…and hope you are as well.
As you probably know by now Lynn Samuels passed away over the weekend. It is not possible to understand how someone so overfull of life could be bereft of it. We shared emails back and forth two weeks ago after a show. Lynn, as always unpredictable and provocative, had become an avid Ron Paul supporter. We exchanged thoughts on that, on Kyle, the season and the current state of radio. She was a talent unique on radio, especially these days when hosts are required to follow the party line. No one who heard her over the airwaves would ever forget her. And beyond that she was also a sweet, precious human being whom I had the privilege to call a friend.
Some of you may have met her at my birthday party, others might remember her from her work on radio. Tomorrow, Tuesday Dec. 27th, I will host a three hour morning tribute on Sirius Left, Channel 127 from 7-10 where we can share our thoughts and memories about Lynn. Many of her friends in broadcasting will be calling in but you can join us as well. The studio number is 1 866 99-SIRIUS.
I hope to end the show with a segment of listeners singing Christmas Carols, one of Lynn‘s signature segments at this time of year. The New Year is somewhat less than Happy for her disappearance from it.
Downstairs from Kyle’s apartment is a tiny greasy spoon, the kind of shoebox fast food place where all the workers are immigrants, the eggs are grilled fast and customers are in and out in less than a minute. The man and his wife on the line ahead of me looked familiar.
“Aren’t you Mitt Romney?” I asked in disbelief.
“I sure look like him, don’t I…” he replied not turning from the counter.
“Wait a minute: You ARE Mitt Romney,” I insisted. Not one person in the place recognized him. Even after I said his name quite loudly. “I’ll have to talk about this on the radio tomorrow…”
Now I had his attention.
“Oh, you’re a radio guy?” He said quickly, finally turning. “Well, okay, we, uh, forgive you…”
His wife tried to cover quickly for the lame joke. “Oh, thank you for your good work.” She complimented. There are so few LIBERAL radio hosts I’m sure she assumed I was a conservative.
“Well, I AM surprised…I certainly will mention that you were eating in a greasy spoon like ordinary people and not having a power breakfast at the St. Regis!”
I asked if they had seen the tree yet and they said ‘No, they hadn’t had time ’ asking when it had been lit. I told them the tree lighting was Wednesday and it was also the day President Obama had come to NYC for three fundraisers. (I made certain to refer to him as PRESIDENT Obama and not ‘Obama’.)
“Now, THAT must have created some traffic problems!” said Mitt, now more interested. I told him that the papers had predicted gridlock of historical proportions and that I had been stuck on a bus for hours Wednesday night. “Oh, dear, that’s terrible…” he sympathized.
“Regardless of the gridlock, I don’t think you’re going to be carrying THIS state…” I said as pleasantly as I could.
“We have hopes we will carry New York…” he answered.
“Yeah, well we’ve learned a lot about the promise and the realities of hope over the last few years, haven’t we?”
He chuckled. His wife smiled. A third man with them seemed to be a campaign official.
As he got his breakfast bag I shook his hand and finally told him I was a Democrat but that he and John Huntsman seemed to me to be the only Republican candidates capable of being President. His wife shook my hand as well. They were gracious and friendly. As assuredly as he will not get my vote, I was thrilled to have met him and appreciative of his accessibility and friendliness.
There was no security detail, no Secret Service. And perhaps it was not necessary. When they left I asked the workers: “Do you know who that was?’ Even after I told them he was one of the leading Republican candidates for president they still shrugged and shook their heads. I looked behind me on the line and to the three small tables of customers. “Did you see that was Mitt Romney?” I asked exitedly. NOT ONE PERSON IN THE ENTIRE PLACE, NOT ONE RECOGNIZED THE MAN, LET ALONE THE NAME…
…AT 8:45 AM on Tuesday, August 3rd. Curtis airs on 97am on the am dial…You can listen on the internet at: am970theapple.com
The topic is Snookie’s arrest and JERSEY SHORE (I know, a topic of earth moving proportions!). The Richard Bey Show was I believe the first TV program to explore this fascinating American subculture. Remember JERSEY GIRLS vs CALIFORNIA GIRLS, PREPPIES vs. GUIDETTES? And most of the shirtless hunks who adorned the stage and spun THE WHEEL OF TORTURE were prototypes for the SITUATION.
SNOOKIE’s bad behavior propels her career while Lindsey Lohan’s destroys hers. Why is that? Gov. Christie tries to lay the blame on Staten Island and NY. Why isn’t he proud of this vibrant and popular native Jersey culture! Snookie isn’t Italian and she wasn’t born in America!! Are Eye-talians taking the rap for Chilean bad behavior? Will the other Lindsey (Graham) try to take her citizenship away by amending the fourteenth amendment?
These and other issues of great import will all be part of the discussion tomorrow at 8:45 am on THE CURTIS SLIWA SHOW on 97 on the am dial…BE THERE!