DOUG:	THE BCN THING

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WACKA-WACKA

PAUL:	Goth-ahn die-inn, Iceland, come on home, Canada, this is where it is !

	On today's show:  I'm back, and so is the much-lamented sound of coal-fired 
	radio;  we investigate the place for cities in the 21st century;  and more 
	on the transition from digital to analog ... the Recommissioning!

	All this for you, with me, on The Great Eastern, Newfoundland's Cultural Magazine !

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	Today, I come to you live on a remote broadcast while sound guy Hollis Duffitt 
	keeps the home fires burning in our downtown studio.

	I'm high atop Mt. Scio, overlooking the capital city, on the site of BCN's 
	much-loved and heretofore much-missed carbon powered transmitter.

	Part of the agreement between management and labour settling last month's 
	strike here was that the coal-fired transmitter return to service.  

	Today, the Re-commissioning, as the digital communications array perched 
	atop the BCN building in the old town goes away, and we go back on the coal-line. 

	And if everything happens according to the giant plan, the transition from 
	the whisper of digital to the roar of coal-fire will occur on The Great Eastern !
 
	I'm standing in view of the venerable transmission tower, the giant rabbit ears 
	that pierce the sky ... amid work people who bustle all around, polishing the 
	rust off knobs unturned for years, scraping and painting, preparing for the great leap backwards.

	Scientists and engineers do their thing.  They inspect every inch of the 
	serpentine innards of the whole coal-fired operation.  

	Concrete stress experts examine the dam on Less Bottom Pond.  Copper stress 
	experts inspect the miles of feeding tubes and steam pipes.  

	The stokers do their warm-ups and gaze longingly at the huge mountains of coal 
	that have been delivered to the site in the drays and barrows and gurneys driven 
	by grizzled veterans of the industrial age, the likes of which we haven't seen 
	round these parts for years.  Ah, there's a few men down there with coal dust 
	in their veins and a black glint in a dewy eye.

	The rush to air could happen anytime in the next half hour.

	But presently, there appear to be some delays on ground zero here, so ... let's 
	take this opportunity and go to an item recorded earlier in the week.

	Whither the city at the turn of the millennium ?  What is the future of the future ?  
	I spoke with two thinkers on matters metropolitan.