notes of future past
Enclosed is the file you requested of this thing known as "public radio" or "pubic radio" (we had long hours of discussion about the proper spelling. In fact a bout of fisticuffs broke out! Our expert on Americanese, Dr. Fryxxzzitt Borg (no relation) attempted to punch the professor of Australianese right in his external orosensory gland. Instead it ended up smashing into one of those strange metallic Earth artifacts which clutter his office (I think it he calls it a "blender", some sort of useless ceremonial gift handed out at weddings), and ended up shattering several small bones in his third arm, not to mention a great deal of blood loss. Therefore it will be some time before we can supply you with further transcripts. Let us hope this will suffice for now.
**MINCEMEAT [note: more radio]]**
[translator's note: transcript, 21st century Earth era; source unknown]
Anchor: In people who matter have died news, reports are filling our inboxes here indicating that dance-rock-pop-soul-rhythm-and-blues-musician-songwriter-appeared-on-innumerable-posters-and-t-shirts guy, Mince, died from an accidental overdose of Lesspainfulnyl. Although Mince was taking the drug to relieve physical pain from an injured hip and he decided to forgo surgery for that pain, and belonged to a cult that forbids surgery out of some batshit interpretation of book written thousands of years before anesthesia and antibiotics, and in spite of the fact that it should be common knowledge after 40 years of drug war hysteria that any opiod produces physical dependency, let's frame this from the perspective we should: Addiction. Dr. Addiction, welcome.
[Translator's note: still working on translation of 'batshit'; may have been a popular character of local folklore who brought fertilizer to the ancient humans. See my monograph, "Origins of the Batshit Myth: Questions Without Good Answers." In addition, "Anchor" seems to have been a very common name. Whether it was passed down matrilineally remains a matter of intense dispute.]
Dr. Addiction: Zombies ate my family!
Anchor: We brought you here to talk about someone who matters.
Dr. Addiction: Right, sorry.
Anchor: Perhaps the zombies were high on smack?
Dr. Addiction: Oh, no doubt about it. Opiod addiction is the greatest crisis facing our nation except for the zombie holoc-
Anchor: I'm sorry but we're not discussing that. Do you want this shot to raise your profile and get that CRAP TALK on youtube?
Dr. Addiction: A CRAP TALK OH FARK YEAH!
Anchor: Good, then play ball and MAYBE you'll get somewhere.
Dr. Addiction: OH YES OH YES OH YES OH YES BOOK DEAL HERE I COME!
Anchor: Alrighty, now settle down...
Dr. Addiction: Ahem, right.
Anchor: ...and tell us how dangerous this drug is.
Dr. Addiction: Worse than having to see zombie sucking out your wife's brain. And I should know.
Anchor: That's better. Your future is starting to crystallize and I can see your speech on ubertube. And on the side column I can see links to dozens of extremely popular cat videos. Yes, you will be that popular.
Dr. Addiction: OH GOD OH GOD--
Dr. Addiction: Sorry. Started to get carried away there.
Anchor: No need to make orgasmic noises, this isn't some Nora Ephron crap from the 80's.
Dr. Addiciton: Who? What?
[Translator's note: "Nora Ephron" appears to have been another figure of folklore, feared as a supernatural being who would somehow get into one's home with her demonic powers of "basic cable connection", whatever that could be, and steal children's souls with bad cinema.]
Anchor: Never mind. Just compare Lesspainfulnyl to a banned, illegal drug so that we all know how bad and evil it is and make it sound as though we're standing up to HUGE PHARMA even though we're going to do nothing of the sort.
Dr. Addiction: It's worse than the zombie holocaust because HUGE PHARMA.
Anchor: How huge?
Dr. Addiction: Enormously huge.
Anchor: Can you be more precise?
Dr. Addiction: Huge huge. I'm gesturing with my arms to demonstrate how huge it is.
Anchor: Remember, this is radio. People can't see you.
Dr. Addiction: HUUUUUUUGE....
Anchor: Horrible. There you have it, Mince is now meat. Heh heh, that's a good one. Thank you doctor.
Dr. Addiction: I have to go bury corpses of my wife and children but not before I sever their heads from their bodies to prevent them from returning as undead.
Anchor: Thank you and you have a great day too!
[Translator's note: End of file.]