On intruders

You were awaken by a direct hit of sunlight on your face. It's kind of warm. You look at the clock. 8:30 AM on a Saturday morning. You don't need to to be awake this early. You try to doze off again. It's just hard to drift off to dreamland again 'cause you suddenly thought of the chores you have to do for the day, so you get up.

You shake off that sleepy head and tried walking around the room just to make sure that you have really left the warm cuddle of your sheets. You tried coffee. Yeah, well, it kind of worked for a while. You tried a nice warm bowl of soup. That's better. You feel a little ready for the day. You went toward your bed and thought of getting it made up, at least for starters. Yet, it's as if the bed is hypnotizing you into a world of deep slumber. No, you still have a lot ahead of you.

You walk around again, did a few stretching and aha! There's the key. You turn it on, surf a little, sing along, surf again, then finally set it on one station. You start picking your dirty clothes and sorting them by color. You pile the whites in the bin and soak it in soap powder. It's only a few dirty clothes, you'll be done in an hour or two. Besides, you have set the radio to what you think will get you through this chore in a breeze.

After a few songs that got you grooving while brushing those dirt away, your current favorite song starts playing. You were more driven now than two seconds ago. You brush those dirt away and smell the good ol' scent of laundry soap powder while smiling ridiculously at your sheepish acts.

Halfway through the song, you're ready to wash off the soap from your clothes and let them dry so you can iron them at the end of the day or tomorrow if you get lazy. However, by some compounding elements of the earth, your favorite song was cut midway by some collegiala-like snort.

Ugh, she cuts off the song for some unmindful remark on her fellow DJ! What was she thinking? Cutting songs halfway through is not your job! You are supposed to play them entirely without your unwitting remarks in between stanzas! Oh good heavens, do I still need to explain what you should be doing?

Do people dial the same seven-digit number for nth number of times until they get blisters just to request for their favorite songs and give DJs a chance to screw it up midway?

Yes, I know DJs always do it and it's time we tell them that it's just annoying. They can speak their minds about the song before or after and not during the song. Besides wreaking havoc in an early saturday morning, they can lose their listeners with such practice.

I personally do not turn on the radio to listen to some personal angst of DJs. I turn it on to search for some good songs to ponder on, especially during an isolated weekend morning. I turn to it like a little child turn to its little huggable doll. It serves as refuge to many people.

Different songs reflect varieties of feelings, and there lies the secret why people turn to them all the time. There is always one perfect song that can reflect a certain emotion at a certain moment. Whether it be anger, remorse, sadness, or happiness, there is always one song that screams your heart out to the world. This song reaffirms that you are not the only person who feels that way. It helps you through that emotion.

I believe DJs are abusing their power of the radio medium. They are not there only for personal satisfaction. They have a crucial job of saving the medium from extinction. You know, with all the techie stuff that drown us today, the radio might be nearing its doom should the people in position do not carry out their jobs right.

Do not drive people away by ruining their favorite songs as they listen to it in an early and sleepy weekend morning.

Dear DJs, you can still manage some improvement if you stop intruding within the songs. You can still save absolute damage to the medium by carrying out respect for the songs and listeners.