Top 5 Reasons Why You'll Argue With Your Parents On The Radio

This blogger has been interested to give some flair to the blog. This time, here are 5 reasons I thought could be good reasons why you'll possibly argue with your mama or dad on what's tuned in on your radio, unless you listen online or you have a personal one.

1. They just want music. Nothing more. Nothing less.
They just want to listen to songs, and no talk. That's mostly because they get used to RJ 100's "three songs in a row". By the way, the mentioned station is the veteran in playing "oldies but goodies". They may even like Home Radio's easy-listening playlist, though DJs were already added, so it's no more automated until the wee hours. So they just want music that won't be interrupted except by station IDs or commercials

2. They won't relate to talk-oriented programs on FM.
It's not a matter of class. It's just that they won't relate to the talk of the DJs before and after the music. I reasoned out before that it's the job of DJs, but in the end some people won't relate to them. You know, AM and FM are different. They'll complain it's just "talk talk". It still depends, nevertheless, on your parents' preferences.

3. They won't relate to the music playing.
Unless they are open to new music as much as they're open to American Idol.

4. Your speakers are loud, and they don't like rock.

5. Contrary to number 1, they want information..news..Or talk...
If they want talk, they would listen to it. But if they don't want to, they demand music. Moods change.


There's really a difference between old and new. Things change and even evolve, and so music preferences. You're blessed if you're into different scopes of music, if you get used to adult contemporary and you like today's music.You won't have to argue with your parents. You're also blessed if you're alright with AM, because informative discussions could be opened on the table, although it still depends on the program.

But do you really have to argue with them if you are not even turning the radio on? You're blessed if you still value radio.

But you know, just enjoy what's in it. Let your parents listen if they want to. You'll have a chance soon. It would be a blessing if you have your own, or if your parents are okay with what you listen to.

Yet the question remains: do you still listen and value radio?

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Murder, massacre, bloodlust (Review: "Two Minute Warning")

Note: This is a simple recollection and review of a person who appreciates the arts, including film. Humbly speaking, he is just starting again digging for movies this summer, and he's not much knowledgeable in motion picture. So don't expect that he'll give you a good review like those in newspapers. He just wants to write. Maybe in the future, he will write reviews better.

Recently this 9 a.m. of  April, 8, 2013, I viewed a film from the past which I found interesting to watch. On Cinemax, after seeing a good, original iteration of Captain America (where I saw again Nazis after The Rocketeer and The Counterfeit Traitor) in the morning, I was glued to a disaster film from 1976: Two-Minute Warning. It all started with a successful murder attempt to an unknown biker. Then, it would proceed to the beginning of a big day at Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum—or the venue of the 1984 Summer Olympics—which attracted my eye from the movie's start. As the movie reels, different characters would be revealed, all fans watching the football championship to occur at the venue, all to be affected by a disaster that will happen soon.

The movie was good on editing and scene progression. The fast-moving events in the movie tricked my mind enough to speculate and guess. I would be taken to the football game, then to the murderer responsible for the crime earlier, now on a car with the radio on, then to the stadium again, then again to the murderer, then to an OB van for the game's TV broadcast...The cycle goes on like that, igniting my mind as to who that killer really is, and what's the motive, and so on and so forth.

But it also gave me a perspective of culture, and of sinful nature, now in a form of America's favorite sport, football, and of the weapon most people grasp, the gun. It even reminded me of the awful, disdainful killings at a daycare in the same country last year. It did let me see how people are glued to amusement that they don't even see that evil's behind them, until few bangs would panic them out. The good thing, however, is that the police works fast (how about us?), although it wasn't that nice that they mistreat innocents and become suspicious of them and overpower them.

In the end, it's just a movie. But it seemed that the cravings of bloodlust became rampant: from the killings on US, until the massacres in Mindanao, to the random violence seen on the news. If Upton Sinclair analogizes debauchery to the Cup of Fury, what could we pair to guns and rifles?

Sometimes I could really conclude that motion pictures sometimes reveal a glimpse of life, though most of the time it takes you out of reality. And I found myself agreeing to the late Roger Ebert's negative response:

 "I knew going in what the movie was about (few films have such blunt premises) and I knew Two-Minute Warning was supposed to be a thriller, not a social statement. But I thought perhaps the movie would at least include a little pop sociology to soften its blood-letting. Not a chance. It's a cheerfully unashamed exploitation of two of our great national preoccupations, pro football and guns."

Well said!

Not like before.

It's already 2013. It's already February. But still I haven't posted anything new here.

Yeah, I really miss blogging here. Life's so busy and restless. Life's so terrible and troubling. Not like before when I started this blog.

Until everything in school is finished, it would be hard for me to drop by and blog something new. The Dispatch would be off for a long time, but again, I hope it wouldn't be too long. If I finally come back, I'll work on various essays and stuff, so I hope you'll wait for it.

In the meantime, please navigate the blog and find something interesting here to read. And if you may, please share it through your Facebook or Twitter or anything else.

Thanks, God Bless, and take care..

—from your very busy and twisted author.