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WHYY to preview Ken Burns’ ‘American Revolution’ doc
From Camden and Cherry Hill to Trenton and the Jersey Shore, what about life in New Jersey do…
#NewsBeep #News #Movies #AU #Australia #Camden #camdennewjersey #documentary #Entertainment #philadelphia250 #whyy
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The radio DJ dream is a well-known phenomenon (at least in radio DJ circles). Typically, it involves some variation of the song playing only having 10 seconds left and you have nothing cued up, or the audio console has turned into bread, or coin-operated access devices have been added to the turntables and you don't have any loose change to operate them, etc. Typical worker-bee anxiety fare, only modified for the specifics of the industry.
Two nights ago, I had one which didn't involve DJ-ing per se, but definitely centered around broadcasting themes, so I'm granting it a hall pass for the purpose of this discussion.
I had been hired in some capacity at the big NPR affiliate station in Philadelphia. Upon arrival on my first day, I checked in at the reception desk where I was told to wait for my supervisor, whom we'll call "Jerry".
Jerry appears as per the prophecy. He is dressed like a dork from a lowbrow 1980s screwball comedy. He motions for me to follow him to my new office, so I pick up the trail as he leads me past various offices, studios, and production rooms. Soon, however, the environment changes to a dark warren of dungeon-like stone corridors, with tiny workspaces carved from the rock, each containing a solitary employee either typing furiously on a laptop or recording with a basic mic/audio console rig.
The labyrinthine stone corridors become increasingly narrow, and I find myself having to turn sideways in order to squeeze through them to keep pace with Jerry. In his pursuit, I am frequently forced to climb down rickety ladders or hoist myself up to new platforms, all covered in the same damp residue typically found deep underground.
At one such platform, I pull myself up, but realize there's no way my head is going to squeeze through the natural ingress created by two stone ledges. I express this concern aloud, and Jerry advises that I simply turn my head sideways. I follow his instruction and get my head through the opening, only to discover that my shoulders now face a similar challenge and that I'm unable to twist as required due to the tight squeeze. I attempt to back myself out, but have no success. I am trapped inside of a dark passageway which has cleaved a narrow opening from which I am unable to dislodge my head.
At this point in the story, I should point out that while I've never actually visited the studios of Philly's big NPR affiliate station, I was real-life employed for several years at New York City's equivalent, and getting one's head stuck in a cave was never a routine occurrence, even on bad days.
Jerry is nowhere to be found. I can't see or hear anyone. There's no room for an emergency crew to chisel a wider opening that would allow me to extract myself. As such, I panic to a degree that wakes me up from the dream and I spend the next 40 minutes awake with my heart racing, frantically reassuring myself that I have NOT actually accepted a job in Philadelphia where I will die of exposure / hunger / a heart attack on my first day.
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The radio DJ dream is a well-known phenomenon (at least in radio DJ circles). Typically, it involves some variation of the song playing only having 10 seconds left and you have nothing cued up, or the audio console has turned into bread, or coin-operated access devices have been added to the turntables and you don't have any loose change to operate them, etc. Typical worker-bee anxiety fare, only modified for the specifics of the industry.
Two nights ago, I had one which didn't involve DJ-ing per se, but definitely centered around broadcasting themes, so I'm granting it a hall pass for the purpose of this discussion.
I had been hired in some capacity at the big NPR affiliate station in Philadelphia. Upon arrival on my first day, I checked in at the reception desk where I was told to wait for my supervisor, whom we'll call "Jerry".
Jerry appears as per the prophecy. He is dressed like a dork from a lowbrow 1980s screwball comedy. He motions for me to follow him to my new office, so I pick up the trail as he leads me past various offices, studios, and production rooms. Soon, however, the environment changes to a dark warren of dungeon-like stone corridors, with tiny workspaces carved from the rock, each containing a solitary employee either typing furiously on a laptop or recording with a basic mic/audio console rig.
The labyrinthine stone corridors become increasingly narrow, and I find myself having to turn sideways in order to squeeze through them to keep pace with Jerry. In his pursuit, I am frequently forced to climb down rickety ladders or hoist myself up to new platforms, all covered in the same damp residue typically found deep underground.
At one such platform, I pull myself up, but realize there's no way my head is going to squeeze through the natural ingress created by two stone ledges. I express this concern aloud, and Jerry advises that I simply turn my head sideways. I follow his instruction and get my head through the opening, only to discover that my shoulders now face a similar challenge and that I'm unable to twist as required due to the tight squeeze. I attempt to back myself out, but have no success. I am trapped inside of a dark passageway which has cleaved a narrow opening from which I am unable to dislodge my head.
At this point in the story, I should point out that while I've never actually visited the studios of Philly's big NPR affiliate station, I was real-life employed for several years at New York City's equivalent, and getting one's head stuck in a cave was never a routine occurrence, even on bad days.
Jerry is nowhere to be found. I can't see or hear anyone. There's no room for an emergency crew to chisel a wider opening that would allow me to extract myself. As such, I panic to a degree that wakes me up from the dream and I spend the next 40 minutes awake with my heart racing, frantically reassuring myself that I have NOT actually accepted a job in Philadelphia where I will die of exposure / hunger / a heart attack on my first day.
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The radio DJ dream is a well-known phenomenon (at least in radio DJ circles). Typically, it involves some variation of the song playing only having 10 seconds left and you have nothing cued up, or the audio console has turned into bread, or coin-operated access devices have been added to the turntables and you don't have any loose change to operate them, etc. Typical worker-bee anxiety fare, only modified for the specifics of the industry.
Two nights ago, I had one which didn't involve DJ-ing per se, but definitely centered around broadcasting themes, so I'm granting it a hall pass for the purpose of this discussion.
I had been hired in some capacity at the big NPR affiliate station in Philadelphia. Upon arrival on my first day, I checked in at the reception desk where I was told to wait for my supervisor, whom we'll call "Jerry".
Jerry appears as per the prophecy. He is dressed like a dork from a lowbrow 1980s screwball comedy. He motions for me to follow him to my new office, so I pick up the trail as he leads me past various offices, studios, and production rooms. Soon, however, the environment changes to a dark warren of dungeon-like stone corridors, with tiny workspaces carved from the rock, each containing a solitary employee either typing furiously on a laptop or recording with a basic mic/audio console rig.
The labyrinthine stone corridors become increasingly narrow, and I find myself having to turn sideways in order to squeeze through them to keep pace with Jerry. In his pursuit, I am frequently forced to climb down rickety ladders or hoist myself up to new platforms, all covered in the same damp residue typically found deep underground.
At one such platform, I pull myself up, but realize there's no way my head is going to squeeze through the natural ingress created by two stone ledges. I express this concern aloud, and Jerry advises that I simply turn my head sideways. I follow his instruction and get my head through the opening, only to discover that my shoulders now face a similar challenge and that I'm unable to twist as required due to the tight squeeze. I attempt to back myself out, but have no success. I am trapped inside of a dark passageway which has cleaved a narrow opening from which I am unable to dislodge my head.
At this point in the story, I should point out that while I've never actually visited the studios of Philly's big NPR affiliate station, I was real-life employed for several years at New York City's equivalent, and getting one's head stuck in a cave was never a routine occurrence, even on bad days.
Jerry is nowhere to be found. I can't see or hear anyone. There's no room for an emergency crew to chisel a wider opening that would allow me to extract myself. As such, I panic to a degree that wakes me up from the dream and I spend the next 40 minutes awake with my heart racing, frantically reassuring myself that I have NOT actually accepted a job in Philadelphia where I will die of exposure / hunger / a heart attack on my first day.
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The radio DJ dream is a well-known phenomenon (at least in radio DJ circles). Typically, it involves some variation of the song playing only having 10 seconds left and you have nothing cued up, or the audio console has turned into bread, or coin-operated access devices have been added to the turntables and you don't have any loose change to operate them, etc. Typical worker-bee anxiety fare, only modified for the specifics of the industry.
Two nights ago, I had one which didn't involve DJ-ing per se, but definitely centered around broadcasting themes, so I'm granting it a hall pass for the purpose of this discussion.
I had been hired in some capacity at the big NPR affiliate station in Philadelphia. Upon arrival on my first day, I checked in at the reception desk where I was told to wait for my supervisor, whom we'll call "Jerry".
Jerry appears as per the prophecy. He is dressed like a dork from a lowbrow 1980s screwball comedy. He motions for me to follow him to my new office, so I pick up the trail as he leads me past various offices, studios, and production rooms. Soon, however, the environment changes to a dark warren of dungeon-like stone corridors, with tiny workspaces carved from the rock, each containing a solitary employee either typing furiously on a laptop or recording with a basic mic/audio console rig.
The labyrinthine stone corridors become increasingly narrow, and I find myself having to turn sideways in order to squeeze through them to keep pace with Jerry. In his pursuit, I am frequently forced to climb down rickety ladders or hoist myself up to new platforms, all covered in the same damp residue typically found deep underground.
At one such platform, I pull myself up, but realize there's no way my head is going to squeeze through the natural ingress created by two stone ledges. I express this concern aloud, and Jerry advises that I simply turn my head sideways. I follow his instruction and get my head through the opening, only to discover that my shoulders now face a similar challenge and that I'm unable to twist as required due to the tight squeeze. I attempt to back myself out, but have no success. I am trapped inside of a dark passageway which has cleaved a narrow opening from which I am unable to dislodge my head.
At this point in the story, I should point out that while I've never actually visited the studios of Philly's big NPR affiliate station, I was real-life employed for several years at New York City's equivalent, and getting one's head stuck in a cave was never a routine occurrence, even on bad days.
Jerry is nowhere to be found. I can't see or hear anyone. There's no room for an emergency crew to chisel a wider opening that would allow me to extract myself. As such, I panic to a degree that wakes me up from the dream and I spend the next 40 minutes awake with my heart racing, frantically reassuring myself that I have NOT actually accepted a job in Philadelphia where I will die of exposure / hunger / a heart attack on my first day.
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The radio DJ dream is a well-known phenomenon (at least in radio DJ circles). Typically, it involves some variation of the song playing only having 10 seconds left and you have nothing cued up, or the audio console has turned into bread, or coin-operated access devices have been added to the turntables and you don't have any loose change to operate them, etc. Typical worker-bee anxiety fare, only modified for the specifics of the industry.
Two nights ago, I had one which didn't involve DJ-ing per se, but definitely centered around broadcasting themes, so I'm granting it a hall pass for the purpose of this discussion.
I had been hired in some capacity at the big NPR affiliate station in Philadelphia. Upon arrival on my first day, I checked in at the reception desk where I was told to wait for my supervisor, whom we'll call "Jerry".
Jerry appears as per the prophecy. He is dressed like a dork from a lowbrow 1980s screwball comedy. He motions for me to follow him to my new office, so I pick up the trail as he leads me past various offices, studios, and production rooms. Soon, however, the environment changes to a dark warren of dungeon-like stone corridors, with tiny workspaces carved from the rock, each containing a solitary employee either typing furiously on a laptop or recording with a basic mic/audio console rig.
The labyrinthine stone corridors become increasingly narrow, and I find myself having to turn sideways in order to squeeze through them to keep pace with Jerry. In his pursuit, I am frequently forced to climb down rickety ladders or hoist myself up to new platforms, all covered in the same damp residue typically found deep underground.
At one such platform, I pull myself up, but realize there's no way my head is going to squeeze through the natural ingress created by two stone ledges. I express this concern aloud, and Jerry advises that I simply turn my head sideways. I follow his instruction and get my head through the opening, only to discover that my shoulders now face a similar challenge and that I'm unable to twist as required due to the tight squeeze. I attempt to back myself out, but have no success. I am trapped inside of a dark passageway which has cleaved a narrow opening from which I am unable to dislodge my head.
At this point in the story, I should point out that while I've never actually visited the studios of Philly's big NPR affiliate station, I was real-life employed for several years at New York City's equivalent, and getting one's head stuck in a cave was never a routine occurrence, even on bad days.
Jerry is nowhere to be found. I can't see or hear anyone. There's no room for an emergency crew to chisel a wider opening that would allow me to extract myself. As such, I panic to a degree that wakes me up from the dream and I spend the next 40 minutes awake with my heart racing, frantically reassuring myself that I have NOT actually accepted a job in Philadelphia where I will die of exposure / hunger / a heart attack on my first day.
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ICYMI: "New Vinyl Club at the Free Library of Philadelphia Sees Overwhelming Numbers, Unexpected Attendance and Interest" (via #whyy) https://whyy.org/articles/vinyl-club-free-library-philadelphia/ #libraries #publiclibraries #music
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We aren't the only group sending #books to people in US #prisons. One of the other groups is Books Through Bars, in #Philadelphia. It was recently written about in a #WHYY article:
https://billypenn.com/2025/06/16/books-through-bars-philly-incarcerated-people-free-books/
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Workers at a Philadelphia Whole Foods Market become 1st in the nation to unionize | PBS News
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@Beachbum @si_irini @VeroniqueB99
*The Clear Shape of Things To Come during #Trump's 2nd term in office*
(3/n)
...hangs on a thread at present:
Via #WHYY.org:
"...the #House...or a flip to #Democrats 👉as a last line of resistance to a #Trump second-term White House agenda.👈
A few individual seats, or 👉👉even a single one, will determine the outcome.👈👈 Final tallies will take a while, likely pushing the decision into next week—or beyond."
https://whyy.org/articles/election-2024-us-house-control-trump-race-results/
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This specific Siri command issue has been problematic since I got the OG HomePod. So, it’s been years.
I’ve reported feedback on it. It’s largely consistent, but there have been short stretches of time where it felt more reliable.
I truly hope this situation gets better sometime.
#Sonos #SonosOne #VoiceAssistant #Siri #SiriFail #Speaker #HomePod #HomePodMini #WHYY #Streaming #Radio
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In comparison, my regular (old) HomePod and newer HomePod mini speakers have never done that (0% hit rate) and even “Play NPR News WHYY Philadelphia” — which is what Siri says it is playing when it gets it correct — is unreliable. It’s probably 60-70% hit rate. The failures almost always playing something I have never heard of and/or wouldn’t normally listen to.
#Sonos #SonosOne #VoiceAssistant #Siri #SiriFail #Speaker #HomePod #HomePodMini #WHYY #Streaming #Radio
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I enabled Sonos Voice Control on a Sonos One speaker to try it out, compared to Siri on my HomePods.
It unfailing plays the correct radio station stream when I ask it to “Play WHYY.”
#Sonos #SonosOne #VoiceAssistant #Siri #SiriFail #Speaker #HomePod #HomePodMini #WHYY #Streaming #Radio
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For tonight's Quarantine Control on @damagecontrolblog, I wrote about WHYY's Studio 2. @Dio_Senrab wrote about X-Men the Animated Series, and CWTyger shared a few pilot episodes from indy animation shows on YouTube. Check us out!
https://www.dcgameblog.com/2024/03/quarantine-control-206-godspeed-mutated-stars-by-the-studio/
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@derpostillon heißt der Praktikant zufällig Silvester? #WhyY #ichKaufeEinI
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We'd love to see more civic dialogue and engagement spurred by excellent local newsrooms in 2024.
“Civic dialogue in news promotes the next level of public service journalism.”
https://www.niemanlab.org/2023/12/the-rise-of-civic-dialogue-in-newsrooms/ -
I spoke with Avi Wolfman-Arent and Cherri Gregg of #WHYY's #Studio2 about #OurFragileMoment and what we can still do to address the #climatecrisis (oh--and there's cheese too!): https://whyy.org/episodes/cheese-adventures-with-madame-fromage-climate-scientist-michael-mann/
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"Earth’s ‘Fragile Moment’ with Michael Mann" | I spoke with the good folks at Philly's @NPR station #WHYY about my new book, #OurFragileMoment:
https://whyy.org/episodes/climate-change-earths-fragile-moment-with-michael-mann-update-on-irizarry-police-shooting/ -
Tomorrow (Wed Sep 27) at noon ET, I talk about #OurFragileMoment w/ the good folks of my home city Philly @NPR affiliate# #WHYY. Please catch the conversation: https://whyy.org/episodes/climate-change-earths-fragile-moment-with-michael-mann-update-on-irizarry-police-shooting/
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From WHYY/NPR Fresh Air: Comic Aparna Nancherla spoke with Ann Marie Baldonado about imposter syndrome. Her book is 'Unreliable Narrator.'
[37-minute audio]
https://tinyurl.com/bdxbbw3aHer new book is “Unreliable narrator: me, myself, and impostor syndrome”: https://worldcat.org/title/1354647906
#actor #acting #interview #ActorsLife #FreshAir #WHYY #NPR #ImposterSyndrome #actriz #humorist #standup #comedian #author
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From WHYY/NPR Fresh Air: Comic Aparna Nancherla spoke with Ann Marie Baldonado about imposter syndrome. Her book is 'Unreliable Narrator.'
[37-minute audio]
https://tinyurl.com/bdxbbw3aHer new book is “Unreliable narrator: me, myself, and impostor syndrome”: https://worldcat.org/title/1354647906
#actor #acting #interview #ActorsLife #FreshAir #WHYY #NPR #ImposterSyndrome #actriz #humorist #standup #comedian #author
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"A Conversation with PBS and @penncssm about Solutions-Driven Climate Storytelling" | Full video for our event last week w/ @PBS and #WHYY: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xi2KGgqXHzk
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"How Storytelling Helps Combat the Climate Crisis" | Commentary by Vanessa Schipani on our recent @penncssm event with @PBS and #WHYY: https://web.sas.upenn.edu/pcssm/commentary/how-storytelling-helps-combat-the-climate-crisis/
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"PBS is coming to Philly to talk climate, community empowerment at Penn" | Great piece by Vicki Diaz-Camacho of #WHYY on our upcoming joint @penncssm @PBS event at #Penn (joint w/ @pennsas SAS/ @annenbergpenn)
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@BlackAzizAnansi I had a tweet about how my dad gave me $ to buy flowers for my mom on valentine's day each year after he died go semi-viral. I was even interviewed about it on my local #NPR station, #WHYY
The fact that tens of thousands of people were even slightly touched by this little token of my parents' love was ridiculously heart-warming #WholesomeTwitterMomentsOfYore
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Fidget’s evolving News & Info Diet
social media #professors #archeology #astronomy #epidemiologist #historians professional #artists #Fortean @ForteanTimes #AirQuality local news Bahamas, Myrtle Beach, Philly, Turkey
AP app cuz Reuters too much biz
stream/broadcast-BBC NHKJapan CSPAN PCAM #WLVT > #WHYY @6Abc = copaganda #WFMZW weather channel from @69news is the best #weather for #LehighValley #DelawareValley want to add #Canada media to mix for #FirstNations coverage #News -
Fidget’s evolving News & Info Diet
social media #professors #archeology #astronomy #epidemiologist #historians professional #artists #Fortean @ForteanTimes #AirQuality local news Bahamas, Myrtle Beach, Philly, Turkey
AP app cuz Reuters too much biz
stream/broadcast-BBC NHKJapan CSPAN PCAM #WLVT > #WHYY @6Abc = copaganda #WFMZW weather channel from @69news is the best #weather for #LehighValley #DelawareValley want to add #Canada media to mix for #FirstNations coverage #News -
Fidget’s evolving News & Info Diet
social media #professors #archeology #astronomy #epidemiologist #historians professional #artists #Fortean @ForteanTimes #AirQuality local news Bahamas, Myrtle Beach, Philly, Turkey
AP app cuz Reuters too much biz
stream/broadcast-BBC NHKJapan CSPAN PCAM #WLVT > #WHYY @6Abc = copaganda #WFMZW weather channel from @69news is the best #weather for #LehighValley #DelawareValley want to add #Canada media to mix for #FirstNations coverage #News -
Fidget’s evolving News & Info Diet
social media #professors #archeology #astronomy #epidemiologist #historians professional #artists #Fortean @ForteanTimes #AirQuality local news Bahamas, Myrtle Beach, Philly, Turkey
AP app cuz Reuters too much biz
stream/broadcast-BBC NHKJapan CSPAN PCAM #WLVT > #WHYY @6Abc = copaganda #WFMZW weather channel from @69news is the best #weather for #LehighValley #DelawareValley want to add #Canada media to mix for #FirstNations coverage #News -
#WHYY’s #NICE #team #hosts #panel #discussion focusing on #Philadelphia’s #role in the #LGTBQ+ #movement
In the final week of #PrideMonth, Sunday’s panel discussion focused on the #history and #advancement of #LGTBQ+ #protections in #philadelphia
#Women #Transgender #LGBTQ #LGBTQIA #Pennsylvania #History #Pride #PrideMonth #Representation #Culture
https://whyy.org/articles/nice-city-of-love-phillys-role-in-the-lgbtq-rights-movement-panel/