So this morning, just like every other morning, I was driving to my office listening to a little of the old NPR. They covered two things this particular morning that made me giggle with glee like a school girl. The first was a bit where this political expert was talking about the possible candidates for the Secretary of the Treasury. One particular candidate, according to this expert, was described as the “Exact opposite as Obama when it comes to speaking” and is a bit of a gruff fellow who “Uses the F-word as a comma.” I laughed. Then I had a vision of working with someone who would do that.

Guy: “So here is the thing today folksFUCK I want JanetFUCK BobFUCK and Steve to go to MinneapolisFUCK ST. PaulFUCK and St. Joe to find out if those people are interested in our product line: The WidgetFUCK The Blow up Doll FUCK and the Bible.”

I like how it reads.

The second was this bit on Story Corps where this famous story teller, his first name is Studs, had the Corps drop the booth at his house, right before he died, so that he could record a story. If you are unfamiliar with this concept I will expalin it to you. Story Corps is this not for profit THING where they take this recording booth around the country, they have already done the lower 48 states, and invite anyone to sit in the booth for a few mintues and tell a story about their life that they find significant. The results are marvelous and often times tear jerking. 

Studs’ final story was one where he spoke about the human voice and how it is no longer being used anywhere. I could never tell the story the way that he did but his point was clear. When you call someone now you get a robotic voice to tell you information. When you get ona  tram or train, it is a robotic voice that tells you what to do and where you are going. So his question made me laugh, in a meloncholy sort of way, because he was correct. When did it become wrong to have a real human tell you about things in a real human sort of way?

The Guy up for Secretary of the Treasury would be my pick. “Get on the Fuckin train you dumbass, the doors are closing.” It sure would get my attention.