ravings, rantings and ramblings
I am in it by choice.
I do agree with many who have slammed my staple profession of a radio broadcaster. I whole-heartedly admit with those who have postulated that radio jockeys are people afflicted with verbal diarrhoea. They have also said that radio is an easy job; talk and get paid.
I honestly do understand why people on the other side of a radio set think of us, radio presenters, the way they do. Radio jockeys are known to be a strange breed. Self-consumed, megalomaniac and egoistic. They love the sound of their own voices. They love talking about themselves. They love imposing their opinions; often when not required. Most do not know or care about world politics, global economics and local affairs. One cannot master a subject by just reading headlines from a newspaper.
Fame is a by-product of this job so wonder why so many in radio are such air-heads? There is excessive banter on the airwaves; inane, most times. It is criminal to have a 15 minute radio link on a music station – but it has happened. Veterans of cinema have been incorrectly introduced by radio jockeys. And in the end, this profession is known for just playing songs. Misunderstood and misconstrued, this profession has been slammed as being less-cerebral than acting!
The public has formed an opinion about it. And all the flak received has become the rule and not an exception. However, I do take offense.
Just like there are actors in a crowd of stars, there still are radio broadcasters in a cacophony of radio jockeys.
And so, I am in it by choice.