So, here’s the moment when your radio alarm goes off and the DJ, all-bright-and-breezy, says: “Hey! Good Morning! It’s now five-after-the-hour of six AM in the big Monster City.” The slick breakfast jock is actually Mike. He’s really good at doing impersonations and spouting cliches like this. Either way, what’s this I can see? Is … Continue reading Radio speak (Part 1) Why we’re all turning into brainless bots. Sort of.