GE 1996-7 Season 3 Episode 2: Paulitorial
Note: this is not a transcript, but a working draft of the script, so there may be differences in the aired version.
PAUL: Our glorious summer fades into
memory ... the food fishery is
over, the turnip crop is
coming in now, the dogberries
are burning on their bushes.
Jelly jars are jammed with
preserves and pickles. Root
cellars are swept out, birch
junks are split. Spring lambs
fall into the winter larder.
The September October
crossover season is upon us,
the autumn is here. New radio
shows burst into the ether,
television?s waste land
cringes neath the spotlight of
critical observation, and we
once more are taught our
yearly lesson. ?All things
come to pass.?
And that was to be my topic
today, that everything is
unfolding as it usually does.
But then I hear the shattering
rumour that mega media
masticator Tubby Black plans
on forking the grand old
broadcaster into his maw.
Is it to be that the ?time has
come? for the BCN ? Has
public broadcasting so quickly
become an anachronism?
A shiver ripples down the
spine of this, your reporter,
sitting in his boxy studio in
the big blue broadcast
building that was once an
abattoir, and may soon become
one again.
The past becomes the present.
Are we the chickens and kine
on a new processing line ?
Change is inevitable, but this
kind of change ? Is everything
for sale ? What price freedom
... what price radio ?
Just a few of the queries that
are stumping your humble
public servant. And should be
stumping you, too.