

which is why people don't try it
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Tue 26 Jan 2010, 22:10,
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should listen to a radio phone-in after the verdict has been delivered on a contentious criminal case.
/unrelated: I made my first ever complaint to the BBC this afternoon. I know this is no time to kick the BBC, but it was necessary, I assure y'all.
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Tue 26 Jan 2010, 22:14,
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/unrelated: I made my first ever complaint to the BBC this afternoon. I know this is no time to kick the BBC, but it was necessary, I assure y'all.

Around 5:45pm today. Radio 5. They start a piece about Hollywood stars raising money/flying over their own private jets full of aid supplies for/to Haiti.
Ffs, yeah, but fair enough. Interesting to many people.
But then, they cut to a reporter on the ground in Port-au-Prince. He's got an interviewee.
Bloke asks the young man to say what's happened to him since the 'quake. Eventually, we learned he's just lost both his parents.
(rough transcript of interview follows)
"So you've just lost your mum and dad?"
"Yes."
"Have you heard of George Clooney?"
"Sorry... er... no..."
"Have you heard of John Travolta?"
"Er... "
"John Travolta?"
"Yes. John Travolta. Yes. Good if people send help."
It carries on like that for a minute. Then gets worse.
"You're a bit of an aspiring singer, aren't you?"
"Er... singer. Yes."
"Why don't you sing us one of your songs?"
"(obviously distressed and wishing he was elsewhere) er... um... er..."
"(harsh whisper, yet still on mic) Come on, like we practiced it."
"*sings for about 5 seconds*"
It was like Drop the Dead Donkey in real life. Couldn't believe what I was hearing. So I complained.
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Tue 26 Jan 2010, 22:27,
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Ffs, yeah, but fair enough. Interesting to many people.
But then, they cut to a reporter on the ground in Port-au-Prince. He's got an interviewee.
Bloke asks the young man to say what's happened to him since the 'quake. Eventually, we learned he's just lost both his parents.
(rough transcript of interview follows)
"So you've just lost your mum and dad?"
"Yes."
"Have you heard of George Clooney?"
"Sorry... er... no..."
"Have you heard of John Travolta?"
"Er... "
"John Travolta?"
"Yes. John Travolta. Yes. Good if people send help."
It carries on like that for a minute. Then gets worse.
"You're a bit of an aspiring singer, aren't you?"
"Er... singer. Yes."
"Why don't you sing us one of your songs?"
"(obviously distressed and wishing he was elsewhere) er... um... er..."
"(harsh whisper, yet still on mic) Come on, like we practiced it."
"*sings for about 5 seconds*"
It was like Drop the Dead Donkey in real life. Couldn't believe what I was hearing. So I complained.

LOOK SAD FOR THE CAMERA. LOOK SADDER. SADDER. NOW SING! SING LIKE YOUR FAVOURITE CELEBRITY!
SING SADDER, DAMNIT, WE'RE LOSING RATINGS
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Tue 26 Jan 2010, 22:38,
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SING SADDER, DAMNIT, WE'RE LOSING RATINGS

if people want to take the piss and make it in to something else thats up to them
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Tue 26 Jan 2010, 22:11,
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