If you can’t annoy somebody, there is little point in writing. – Kingsley Amis
Now THAT puts everything in perspective! I am fairly certain a few of my written works have caused angst amongst a select few. When those select few people go crazy because of something I’ve written, I laugh inside because these poor souls are completely unaware that I could have written something much worse than what was published. Or read. Or released. As a matter of fact, for whatever reason, editors, publishers, clients, or a host of other cogs in the writing machine have requested certain thoughts, facts, or assertions be curtailed prior to press time. The one time I read the writing live on the radio proved what can happen when I go uncensored.
I interned at a local radio station my senior year of college. My dream had been to become a journalist, so I was thrilled with the assignment. When the internship ended, I stayed on, at a mere minimum wage, to obtain the valuable experience I would need to break into the very tight journalistic racquet in town. I researched daily news, attended municipal meetings, reported my findings, and summarized the most important news of the day to be read in a two-minute broadcast. One of these stories included a fairly prominent politician’s recent activities. Although the activity was not embarrassing in any way, apparently the way I read the story was embarrassing as hell to the politician.
I worked in a small town in Ohio and the story I read regarded Ohio’s John Boehner. Since I had only read his name and had never heard the name spoken aloud, I pronounced it over the air like it was spelled. Imagine my shock when the producer came banging on the studio window screaming (I think, since the studio is soundproof) with a posterboard sign on which was written, “It’s pronounced BAY-NOR and not BONER!!” Who knew?