Did THAT headline grab your attention or WHAT? LOL 😉
Like every group of friends with whom I’ve been affiliated since Mrs. Mathews’ Kindergarten (Class of ’69 – WOOO HOOOOO!!) , we’ve had to come up with a few rules for the Dr. Jeffrey and the MadMan show. They are few, but apparently more controversial than your average Pictionary or Bunko game.
RULE #1: No swearing.
Among many other folks, I want -nee’, NEED – for my 96 year old Aunt Edna Faye to be able tell the folks at the local retirement home, “There’s a boy on the radio you need to listen to. He’s my nephew.” George Carlin was my idol, but golly… we gotta try to keep it G rated for an hour.
REPERCUSSIONS: After over 30 shows, this one hasn’t been an issue with anyone. Just have to try and not smash my fingers with a hammer during taping. So far so good.
RULE #2: No religious comments.
I explain this one in this way. If you want to say, “My God is my inspiration,” and leave it there, then we’re in good shape. A higher power is important. Ask any AA member. BUT, if you want to say, “Let me tell you about my relationship with Jesus / Allah / Buddah / Mephistopheles,” Uh, NO.
REPERCUSSIONS: Also hasn’t been a problem. BUT, if it ever becomes such, then I’ll be glad to give you some direction to the nearest place of worship. If you want my opinion, it’ll have to be off the air.
RULE #3: No racial comments.
I don’t think I need to spell this one out.
REPERCUSSIONS: NONE. I can’t imagine anyone demanding that right on DJAMM. That’s all I have to say about that.
RULE #4. No politics.
Now, I can’t speak for the MadMan, but for my part of it, this one is in place NOT because I PERSONALLY have any hard core beliefs or problems with any candidate at any level, (which I DO), but because I think the the state of politics at any moment is the most over-discussed, banal, and ephemeral ball of primate poo I can think of. It’s the SINGLE reason I no longer watch TV. Also the reason I’ve blocked posts and unfollowed about forty different FB friends since last October. I’ll unblock them after this November, or if my hair gets too thick and i need to pull it out before then.
I make it easy on our treasured guests; if you HAVE to talk about this stuff, please do it on your own time, or start your own radio show. MadMan’s a WHIZ with anything technical. Either of us would be glad to help you. I’ll tell you everything I know about talking on the radio right now: “Read more than you watch TV. Listen more than you talk. Don’t be stupid. Be nice. Invest in a good chair; your booty will thank you. The rest of it isn’t nearly as complicated.
REPERCUSSIONS: THIS one, oddly enough, has caused a number of friends of MANY years to stop speaking to me, which I don’t get, but I still love them anyway. They’re all bright and cool and fun, but apparently sensitive about, something or another… I’m really not sure. I’m hoping their respective candidates at least make a decent showing, whichever they are. I’m not sure about that either, because when someone begins a sentence with “Well, Trump / Hillary / Bernie / Sarah / Cookie Monster,” et al, my attention goes out the window, and I’m back to sitting in Mrs Mathews’ Kindergarten again. If only I could jump in my time machine. I’d head there and start over. Loved those little dollar store cookies and the watery Kool-Aid. Miss Coba Moore, you were an ANGEL !
Well there you have them, friends. There may be amendments as the show develops. Thank you all for listening, and as always, Peace-IN ! – Doc