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clearing the air (waves)
05/31/2007 = 07:23 AM

Emails I Should Never Have Had to Write, Parts Two and Three:

(Here's Part 1, if you missed it)

Dear Public Radio Talent Quest:

It has come to MY attention that you haven't removed my profile from your website. If I am so very disqualified as you claim, why has this not happened yet?

Sincerely yours,

Golf "I'm Starting to Think That the Content Isn't What Makes Public Radio Suck So Much" Widow

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On May 14th I received an email from [redacted; rhymes with Dick and a Stroke] advising me that my entry piece "[did] not consist of any of [my] own work" and was being removed from the site.

I replied that I had failed to credit the musician (though I had certain permissions from him to use his work) and agreed with my disqualification. I also expressed the hope that Mr. and a Stroke would explain to everyone involved that I had not deliberately attempted to plagiarize my way into the radio industry. I received no reply from him.

Meanwhile, I have come to learn that my profile has NOT been removed from the site and is still being hotly debated. Therefore, I can assume that Mr. and a Stroke also did not clarify that my "plagiarism" was unintentional and that I was not contesting my disqualification.

Obviously some people are raising their blood pressures and tempers over this topic a bit too much, and I would like to request that Mr. and a Stroke follow through with my disqualification and removal from the site AT ONCE.

Sincerely,

Golf "Will Everyone Please Get Over Themselves Now?" Widow

I did, finally, receive a reply from Dick and a Stroke on the 29th, assuring me that he had removed my audio piece but I was still more than welcome to use the profile.

What the hell for? was what I wondered. To encourage everyone to continue peeing their diapers?

I replied to his reply, asking him to please delete my profile, since I certainly wouldn't want to continue twisting everyone's knickers over what a filthy demonic thief they seem to think I am.

This is the most drama anyone's wasted on me since never. Even my birth, which was complicated by fever and the Mom not being allowed to take me home for a week, wasn't this ridiculous. And I eloped, so no one made a fuss about my wedding day, either.

But it's over now, if not for them, at least for me.

Really. I'm too busy being totally GEEKED BEYOND BELIEF!!!! over this to give a damn about whiners:

Come on. Click it. It's important. And quool.

And I am geeked.

In case you couldn't tell by all those exclamation points.

Tags: public radio; Imponderables™; Dave Feldman;

drinking: iced coffee
listening to: Weezer, Keep Fishing
and did i mention: geeked