Don'T Tell Me Why We'Re Waiting

My favorite radio show is Wait...Wait, Don't Tell Me! on NPR near you. But, it has bothered me, over the years, a snagging voice in sign-off background, threatening the host will see me again next week, as if that was the answer we had awaited, and so hoped he would not tell us. Why does he lie to me? Deliberately or otherwise? Did he not notice his is a radio show? Isn't the point that I don't have to go anyplace to be seen? Nor need I look in his direction to enjoy his show and tell. This untruth could be like Ray Charles telling his audience he will see them next time. Either an embarrassing mistake or a revolutionary news story so dryly understated it went almost without saying to his death. Although at least he might truthfully say: I will smell you with your money again next week, or even hear you. Although with Ray I think my hearing point would be the other way around. Why not the truth? We'll be back again next week, same time, same station. A little traditional. Perhaps a twitch of self-promotion. But, at least not an outright threatening misconception. Which got me thinking about how I kept hearing Trump's campaign promises as both personal and environmental threats for way bad climates to continue on all of these tired stations, And whether he now has any idea that each time he reminds us of what a great job he and his beloved are doing and please tune in again next week, we continue hearing that as menacing reassurance that he is insanely unattached, detached in absence from, unavailable for processing how scary we find his anti-healthy outcome standards for public sector administrative leadership performance, usually more WinWin, and considerably less about covering one's own Win some-Lose some private bought and sectored butt. I'm not so sure he's doing such a good job compared to, well, most any processor of information of any multiculturing species including those who claim they saw and actually listened to me again last week about how his comedic success both promises and reassures us of further tragic despair as I think and feel what's already not left of healthy wealth for my own special needs and opportunities kids trying to live in healthing climates, and not quite so much pathologizing, who may not reassure anyone about what a great job they are doing taking care of even themselves, but that is honest; this family is about and for transparent integrity. At least we know when we're sucked up to by psycho-phantic 'non-political' moneychasing machines, more mindful of badnews robotics than goodnews gospel teachers. We will also not be fooled into believing we can be seen and heard by a public sector self-promoter just because he threatens to come back again next week to do this same monoculturing elitist thing again that we know has only one-badway happened truthfully, same time, same sad and not quite true yet still kinda funny spacetime NPR station Playing Wait Wait, Don't Tell Me public sectors can't really quite see private ears, can you? despite all our weeks of mindfully listening to tragic comedy threats as promises together?