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Almost a year ago, I wrote a plea letter to Radiolab, a most enjoyable show tainted by the bane of an increasing number of podcasts, commercial advertising. I begged them to abandon the commercial model, perhaps to replace it with an option giving listeners commercial-free content in return for a modest donation.
Their most recent podcast opens with a counter-argument, and offer of extras for a donation of $75, quite a bit more than the $5/year I suggested. Ah, but then they blew it. Immediately after the donation plea came the fucking ads, this time for REI and some anti-virus pusher.
Which really pissed me off, since I like REI. Their flagship store here in Seattle is beautiful, a joy to visit. I even buy their stuff (on occasion; it's an indulgence). Sadly, that must end now. One does not do business with those that promote actions contrary to the common good.
Of course, it does me no good to do this without notice. ( Though I haven't written it, the letter to them will probably look something like this. )
After that is written, I will enclose it in another letter, this one to Radiolab proper. ( It might look something like this. )
So, that was my bellyaching. A question might be asked: Why? Why am I tilting my joust at such silly windmill dragons? ( It's a fair question. )
Their most recent podcast opens with a counter-argument, and offer of extras for a donation of $75, quite a bit more than the $5/year I suggested. Ah, but then they blew it. Immediately after the donation plea came the fucking ads, this time for REI and some anti-virus pusher.
Which really pissed me off, since I like REI. Their flagship store here in Seattle is beautiful, a joy to visit. I even buy their stuff (on occasion; it's an indulgence). Sadly, that must end now. One does not do business with those that promote actions contrary to the common good.
Of course, it does me no good to do this without notice. ( Though I haven't written it, the letter to them will probably look something like this. )
After that is written, I will enclose it in another letter, this one to Radiolab proper. ( It might look something like this. )
So, that was my bellyaching. A question might be asked: Why? Why am I tilting my joust at such silly windmill dragons? ( It's a fair question. )