You don’t need me to remind you of the unseasonably cold and overcast weather, aligned more to the New England temperament at baseline than those sunny, warm days typical this far into the season.
At the station: Lots of sullen looks, sighs, head shakes, and manifestations of odd behavior. Steve Brown opened the door to the patio this afternoon and almost wistfully stared at the downpour. David Boeri barks at the traffic louder than usual during his impossibly long commute home, the first leg of which I share as far as Arlington Heights (which I heretofore thought was intolerably far from the office until David revealed where he calls home). And the lobby now sports an aquarium sans fish. Huh?
Weeks of perpetual gloom are fraying the tether grounding us to the here and now. We need a good couple of weeks of full sun to bake away all the flakiness.
Anyway, enough of the gloom. Time for some doom.
I actually find the video below heartening, though I imagine it’ll induce the opposite in some boardroom suites.
But anticipating the future gives a buzz to us digital outliers that work in the old-fashioned tower-bound industry.
And if the below seems familiar, it should, as I’ve posted about Mr. Garfield and his scenario in the not-so-distant past. And the fact that he is a public radio man, I think (I hope) will make his insights and predictions less easy to dismiss to those helming the public radio biz.
Time to “listen or perish.”