ANNOUNCER:	It’s eleven thirty-five, Nfld 
	Standard Time.  Stay tuned for 
	The Great Eastern, Nfld’s 
	Cultural Magazine, with Paul 
	Moth.
	
	You are listening to the 
	Broadcasting Corporation of 
	Nfld, 520 on the Long Wave.

SFX:	THEME

	This week, on The Great 
	Eastern: (THERE FOLLOW AUDIO 
	CLIPS FROM THE SHOW.  THEY 
	END)

PAUL:	Hello, Canada, goth-ahn die-
	inn, Iceland, welcome all.  My 
	name is Paul Moth.  Today:  
	Satan’s minions meet the ice-
	masters;  shapely lasses 
	accelerate the action;  
	information meets opinion 
	meets facts, with history the 
	loser.  All this for you, with 
	me, on The Great Eastern, 
	Newfoundland’s Cultural 
	Magazine !
	
SFX:	THEME OUT.  WALKING SOUND UP

PAUL:	And now, once more, down these 
	narrow steps, down to the BCN 
	archives, the Vault that 
	anchors this venerable pile.  
	To ferry us, by tape, across 
	the ages, Director of Radio, 
	Ish Lundrigan.

ISH:	Paul.

PAUL:	Today, Ish?

ISH:	In the hyperbolic spirit of 
	your introduction, colour 
	commentary from games of old.
	
PAUL:	Running from purple to crimson 
	cheeked now, good boss o’ 
	mine.

ISH:	It was 1972, in the gondola, 
	high above Maple Leaf Gardens 
	... 

PAUL:	Oh no.

ISH:	A tired and emotional Bill 
	Hewitt could not go on ...
	
PAUL:	No.

ISH:	A young sports reporter from 
	the BCN, a broadcasting 
	neophyte, is summoned  to the 
	microphone, to call a Leafs-
	Habs grudge match.

PAUL:	They needed somebody.

ISH:	How did a nobody like you ever 
	get up in the gondola in the 
	first place ?

PAUL:	I had accreditation, Ish !  I 
	was on assignment for “In The 
	Corners.” I was doing a story 
	on that great Nfld prospect, 
	Beef O’Keefe.

ISH:	He was an enforcer, wasn’t he?

PAUL:	Yeah, he had one shift in the 
	majors.  Beaten within an inch 
	of his life by John Ferguson.  
	Poured concrete for the rest 
	of his life.

ISH:	Here you are at the beginning 
	of the game, getting your feet 
	wet, so to speak.

SFX:	TAPE STARTS.  HOCKEY RINK

YOUNG PAUL:	(DISINTERESTEDLY)  The pace of 
	this game could be called 
	lugubrious, these men on 
	blades, clad in blue and red, 
	they seem to be carrying the 
	weight of the world, in an 
	existential funk as glide 
	across the solid state H20.  
	Do I pass or do I kill myself 
	they ask?  Who am I?  Really.  
	Oh ... someone, someone has 
	scored. 

SFX:	TAPE STOPS

ISH:	It’s a wonder they never kept 
	you on.

PAUL:	They say the best players see 
	the game more slowly.  Perhaps 
	a little sang-froid was 
	appropriate.

ISH:	You’re still not over whatever 
	happened to you, are you?
	
PAUL:	I was young ... reading a lot 
	of books ... my mind was 
	cluttered with a lot of crazy 
	French ideas.  Besides I’m 
	sure I picked up the pace 
	later in the game.
	
ISH:	Indeed you did !  Here’s a 
	little more tape, from the 
	third period.

SFX:	TAPE START.  EXCITED CROWD

YOUNG PAUL:	(EXTREMELY EXCITED)  We’re in 
	to the last minute of play in 
	this crucial game ... tied two 
	to two.  The Canadiens move in 
	to the Leafs zone, now ... 

	Lemaire in the corner, he 
	evades Dorey, on this side to 
	Mahovolich, over to Cournoyer, 
	Pelyk is on his back !

	Cournoyer passes it off to 
	Lemaire to Cournoyer to 
	Lemaire to Cournoyer past 
	Ellis to Mahovolich back to 
	the point to Laperriere !

	Forty-five seconds left !  
	
	He winds up, Keon drops to 
	block it !  
	
	Laperriere to JC Tremblay back 
	to Laperriere, the booming 
	blast ... 
	
	Oh ! it’s off Dorey’s skate, 
	off Plante’s glove OFF THE 
	CROSSBAR and in to the 
	corner!!  
	
SFX:	CLANG !

	Oh, those gee dee Leafs ! ... 
	and that traitor Plante ... 
	he’s got horseshoes up his 
	arse !  

	Thirty-five seconds now.  
	
	In the corner again, Lemaire 
	with it once more ... the 
	glory of the Canadiens obvious 
	in their superior puck 
	handling ... they whirl and 
	swirl like silk flowing on the 
	zephyrs ... 

	Big Frank Mahovolich with it, 
	now, his muscular frame 
	evident even through the 
	gladiator’s equipment of a 
	modern hockey player ... 
	
	the big man moves the puck 
	easily to the elfin Yvan 
	Cournoyer ... Cournoyer, 
	gifted with the speed of 
	Mercury and a shot more 
	accurate than Cupid’s, dipsy-
	doodles in the corner away 
	from Sittler.  
	
	He passes it deftly behind the 
	net to Lemaire, Lemaire the 
	brains of the operation, the 
	general, the commander-in-
	chief, cool under fire, he’ll 
	make a great coach some day, 
	then back to the line past the 
	bumbling Ellis ... 
	
	at the blue line, the solid 
	and greatly under-estimated 
	Jacques Laperriere, so big 
	that when he moves it looks 
	like slow motion ... big 
	Jacques with the big shot 
	slides it along the blue line 
	to the wily JC Tremblay, 
	perhaps the canniest player 
	ever to lace up a pair of 
	blades ... 
	
	Oh, what a move !  Tremblay, 
	in to Mahovlich ... two 
	seconds ... he winds up ... he 
	shoots ... he scores, he 
	scores, he scores !  
	
	It’s over, it’s over, ahhhh 
	it’s over !  
	
	The Canadiens, once more 
	victorious !  
	
SFX:	TAPE ENDS

ISH:	Poor Dick Irvin didn’t roll in 
	the wet spot, did he?

PAUL:	It was an extremely exciting 
	moment, I just got carried 
	away.

ISH:	And balance?  

PAUL:	That was balanced!

ISH:	Get out, your bias in favour 
	of the Canadiens couldn’t have 
	been more transparent, “that 
	traitor, Jacques Plante.”
	
PAUL:	He’d gone over to Satan’s 
	squad.

ISH:	The Leafs?

PAUL:	Punch Imlach, he made a pact 
	with Beelzebub.  That’s how 
	they won the cup in 67. 

ISH:	Paul!

PAUL:	It’s true !  The Leafs are 
	Satan’s minions.

ISH:	Well that’s enough.

PAUL:	Put it together, Ish.  
	Ballard.  The 93 cup race.

ISH:	See you ...

PAUL:	... Next time.

ISH:	In the Vault.

SFX:	THEME UP, BUSY AND NOISY BAR

MAX:	Hubba hubba!

	So good to be back.  You 
	chicks sure are looking fine. 
	A gimlet please, Dieter.  
	Would you be so kind as to run 
	me a tab ?

DIETER:	Nein, your money’s no good 
	here, Herr Noftall.
	
MAX:	How gracious, but I must 
	insist.  

	What are you ladies having?  

	Ya baby, I’m back,.  Join me 
	Max “Manhattan” Noftall, 
	Saturday evenings at 11:00 for 
	“The Light Fantastico.”  

	This week we visit the new 
	Tiki Meow Lounge of The Hotel 
	Palmer Hotel, and compare Lime 
	Rickey’s with a few of the 
	professional ladies working 
	the bar.

	Ah, you know you love it, 
	Babe.
	
WOMAN:	Oh, Max !

SFX:	THEME OUT

PAUL:	Noise is what you want, noise 
	is what you get.  Especially 
	when we’re talking noises from 
	Nfld.
	
	Yes, it’s time for the What’s 
	That Noise From Nfld contest.
	
	Hypotheses have been arriving 
	at a great rate of knots here 
	at the BCN.
	
	But before we go into the 
	sanctum guessorum, let’s hear 
	that perplexing sound.  Hollis 
	Duffet, hit the play button.
	
SFX:	THAT NOISE

	Many people have been phoning 
	our switch board seeking clues 
	to the provenance of the 
	noise, but you know, we have 
	to keep our cards close to our 
	chest.
	
	No hints in sight, let’s dig 
	in to the blizzard of entries 
	... and here’s one from 
	British Columbia - now that’s 
	a long way away, British 
	Columbia.  And it’s from ... 
	Ross MacKay, in Garibaldi 
	Highlands, near Squamish.  
	Ross says “please pronounce 
	MacKay MacKay.”  Oooo - kay.
	
	Ross also writes:  “Dear Pauly 
	Mally,  How are you ?”
	
	Fine, now, Ross.
	
	“Love your show, keep it up.”
	
	That is indeed our intention.
	
	“To the point, is your noise 
	bite of the Spanish, maybe the 
	fishing ships of the Spanish, 
	dumping their load of the 
	fish, turbots ?  If not, it is 
	or sounds like something being 
	tipped, a load of things ?  
	Does this constitute half 
	points ?”
	
	No, Ross, not half points, but 
	two guesses, both of which are 
	wrong.
	
	However, thank you very much 
	for writing.
	
	Ross was trying to guess what 
	this sound is.
	
SFX:	THAT NOISE

	If you think you know what it 
	is, write the What’s That 
	Noise From Nfld Contest, c/o 
	The Great Eastern, the 
	Broadcasting Corporation of 
	Newfoundland, 342 Duckworth 
	St., St. John’s, Nfld, A1C 
	1H5.

	A couple weeks ago, we played 
	some music from Finland, and 
	we received more positive mail 
	about it than almost anything 
	else we’ve ever put in or left 
	out of a show.  Here’s more of 
	the sensual music of Finland.  
	From the album “Suden Aika”, 
	this is Tellu, with “Tuulet.”
	
SFX:	MUSIC IN

SFX:	MUSIC OUT

PAUL:	It can be resisted no longer.  
	I am finally joining the 
	masses and going “up line” as 
	they say ...
	
BLAINE:	“On-line” Paul.

PAUL:	Of course, on-line.  And here 
	to hook me up to the Internet 
	is our resident technophile, 
	and editor of his own e-zine, 
	Blaine Hart.

	How are you, Blaine ?
	
BLAINE:	Paul, you’re not on the Net 
	yet, I can’t believe it.  How 
	have you coped?

PAUL:	You know ... I haven’t.  But 
	that aside, what will the 
	internet provide me ?

BLAINE:	Okay.  Information.  
	Entertainment.  Community.

PAUL:	Community?  You really think?

BLAINE:	Once on-line you’ll be part of 
	an ever changing cyber 
	village, you’ll meet people 
	with common interests, you’ll 
	...

PAUL:	You think the term “meet” is 
	appropriate, here.  We’ll 
	anonymously exchange 
	information, without any idea 
	of the person’s appearance, or 
	disposition, or history, isn’t 
	it like getting a wrong number 
	and chatting for a while ?
	
BLAINE:	Why don’t we get you on, and 
	then you can judge for 
	yourself.

PAUL:	You’ve borrowed the computer 
	from the BCN record library 
	for this but I am promised a 
	machine of my own under the 
	next five year plan.

BLAINE:	Now first of all we’ll have to 
	log you on here,  this is your 
	password.

PAUL:	TartabullWalrusOverdose?

BLAINE:	You weren’t suppose to ... ah 
	forget it.  

PAUL:	Ok when do I start typing, I’m 
	a good typer.

BLAINE:	It takes a minute to log-on.

	SILENCE

	It’s usually much faster than 
	this.

	SILENCE

PAUL:	Everything ok?

BLAINE:	Ya, just wait a second.

PAUL:	(sings soto voce - Daisy)

BLAINE:	Here we are.  We’re using 
	Yoboo as a net navigator.

PAUL:	Which what?

BLAINE:	Escorts you to site of 
	interest.  Lets try ... I 
	don’t know ... radio.

PAUL:	Look at that.  Under radio 
	there are 537 entries.

BLAINE:	Radios antique, radios car, 
	radios programs.  Let’s go 
	there.  You just point with 
	you mouse like that ...

PAUL:	Ha Ha ... look at that!

BLAINE:	And click twice.

PAUL:	What which?

BLAINE:	Like this!  Push twice with 
	your finger.

PAUL:	Here we go.  CBC radio, look 
	people are talking about the 
	different shows.

BLAINE:	It’s the CBC Talknet.

PAUL:	I wonder if we’re there ?

BLAINE:	There you go.

PAUL:	Oh that’s unfair.  What this 
	Morris Jesso, Morris Jesso, 
	Morris Jesso.  “Why do we get 
	The Great Eastern from the BCN 
	when they carry a much more 
	interesting show called 
	Interred with Morris Jesso. ”, 
	from Herb in Sarnia  “Whatever 
	it is about that Morris 
	Jesso’s voice, I just get so 
	hot.”  Karen in Moose Jaw.  
	“Why did they give an ex-
	junkie like Paul Moth a radio 
	show? ...”  God Blaine this is 
	depressing.

BLAINE:	Well, let’s move on here.  
	Pick a subject.

PAUL:	Like?

BLAINE:	Anything that comes into your 
	mind, anything.

PAUL:	Ahhhh, ppaw .... I don’t know 
	.... feet!

BLAINE:	Feet?

PAUL:	Ya ... just feet.

BLAINE:	Ok, here we go.

SFX:	ERLING ENTERS

ERLING:	Hey, Paul.

PAUL:	Hi, Erling.

ERLING:	How does this work again ?

PAUL:	If you want root beer, press 
	lime.

SFX:	POP MACHINE AND POP OPENING

	SILENCE

BLAINE:	It’s usually ...

BLAINE & PAUL:	... much faster than this.

BLAINE:	Oh, here.

PAUL:	And there are 145 entries.

BLAINE:	Stomp, theatre for the feet.  
	Athletic shoes, apparel foot-
	wear, business retail.  
	Tickling, entertainment, adult 
	video Foot fetish.

PAUL:	Just stop there, now, Blaine.

	We’ve heard a lot about ... 
	less than savoury material, 
	shall we say, on the internet.  
	What do you think that might 
	be ?

	Do you think this might be 
	something like that ?

BLAINE:	Let’s have a look.

PAUL:	In the Feet of the Night, I’ve 
	never heard of them.

BLAINE:	Can you believe this?

PAUL:	I can. Look there foot-
	worship, stockinged, and 
	WHAT’S THAT!

BLAINE:	Gas Pedal Gals.

PAUL:	Look at that.  That is 
	amazing.  What incredible ... 
	technology.  Ooooh my, she’s 
	driving a standard, more 
	clutch ...

BLAINE:	She’ll never get up that hill.

PAUL:	Let it out slowly dear.  

BLAINE:	Ok that’s ....

PAUL:	OHHH Blaine ... it took us so 
	long to get in ... why just .. 
	get out ... so quickly.

BLAINE:	I wanted to show you my home 
	page.

PAUL:	Ya, all right.

BLAINE:	What do you think?

PAUL:	“All about Blaine.”  Catchy 
	title.  I see you’re a 
	Sagittarius.

BLAINE:	You wouldn’t believe how many 
	people asked.

PAUL:	Your favorite recipe.

BLAINE:	You should try it.  I should 
	have you over sometime.

PAUL:	I don’t know.  I got a bad 
	reaction to processed cheese.  
	Anyway that’s fascinating ... 

BLAINE:	There’s more, just page down.

PAUL:	Nice picture of your Mom.

	And one of you and your 
	partner.  And the family dog.
	
	What’s her name ?

BLAINE:	Guess.

PAUL:	Scotty.

BLAINE:	Yeah !

PAUL:	Scotch terrier.

	I’d love to spend some more 
	time here with you and your 
	home page, Blaine, but we are 
	out of time.

	Now if you want to connect 
	with us here at the BCN on The 
	Great Eastern, you can e-us at 
	.

	And thanks to Blaine, The 
	Great Eastern has a website.  
	It’s a rather more obscure 
	address, if you want that, e-
	us and we’ll send it along to 
	you.

	Thanks for this, Blaine, and 
	you remain ...
	
BLAINE:	

SFX:	THEME UP

RITA:	Hello, I’m Rita Molloy with 
	some community announcements.
	
	This afternoon there will be a 
	special meeting of the 
	Newfoundland Kennel Club at 
	the Airport Inn to discuss 
	terms for the inclusion of the 
	Crackie in the American Kennel 
	Club’s list of recognized 
	breeds.  “Come. Sit. Come I 
	said!  Oh shag it, go on.”  
	Every dog has his day.  Help 
	recognize the Newfoundland 
	Crackie.
	
	The Mall Walkers are having a 
	swingers and swap scene at The 
	Village Mall today.  Please 
	rendezvous at the fountain at 
	2:30.

	It’s November 9th, that means 
	the 43rd Annual Vauxhall 
	Rally, Chug-a-lug and Hip-o-
	beef Hoe-down.  It’s yellow 
	flags the length of the Indian 
	Meal Line, a checkered banner 
	at Liddy’s, and bread soda for 
	brekkies as our competitors 
	put the pedal to the plywood.  
	The starter’s pistol sounds at 
	3:00.  Gentlemen, start your 
	engines.

	Tonight at eight o’clock, join 
	BCN’s own Morris Jesso, host 
	of Interred, in the basement 
	of the Rabbit Town Community 
	Centre for the third in his 
	series of Home Burial 
	Workshops.  Tonight Morris 
	welcomes special guest Bunker 
	Whitten, a former member of 
	the Newfoundland Bar.  Mr. 
	Whitten explains how you can 
	overcome legal obstacles to 
	the Home Burial.

	Those are some community 
	announcements.  I’m Rita 
	Molloy.  You are listening to 
	BCN, All - Newfoundland Radio.
	
SFX:	THEME OUT

PAUL:	Many BCN listeners were 
	shocked last week-end, when 
	they heard the following.
	
SFX:	Theme to BCN News

RITA:	Hello, I’m Rita Molloy with 
	the BCN Regional News, every 
	hour on the quarter.  (slight 
	pause)  Today, there is no 
	news.  Thank you.  Stay tuned 
	now for...

SFX:	RITA TRAILS OFF.  PAUL UP

PAUL:	That call, that decision, by 
	BCN news director, L. Conrad 
	Budgell has caused quite an 
	uproar in journalistic 
	circles.  Here to discuss the 
	controversial move are L. 
	Conrad Budgell and head of  
	news and entertainment at VOZG 
	-- All-Zagner Radio, Carla 
	Heanahan.  Welcome to both of 
	you.

BOTH:	Paul.

PAUL:	Con, perhaps you can start by 
	explaining your decision.

CON:	Pretty simple, Paul: there was 
	no “news”.  There was no story 
	from that day or any analysis 
	of an old story that could be 
	considered in any way new.

CARLA:	Untrue.  Listen, you’ve got a 
	responsibility to inform the 
	public.

CON:	Nothing happened!

CARLA:	But people were left with this 
	horrible sense of being un-
	informed.

CON:	How can you be uninformed 
	about nothing?
	
PAUL:	Carla, what stories did you 
	cover over at ZG last Saturday 
	?

SFX:	CARLA CONSULTS PAPERS

CARLA:	The big local story was the 
	lack of change in the rate of 
	joblessness.

CON:	“Lack of change”?

CARLA:	Nationally we had ... Bouchard 
	threatens snap referendum but 
	remains focused on the economy 
	and Copps’s gaffe makes Deputy 
	Prime Minister look stupid.
	
PAUL:	Oh, that’s new.

CARLA:	Internationally, there was ... 
	savage tribal warfare bathing 
	central Africa in blood, and 
	... new dance craze sweeping 
	right across Brazil.

CON:	Say no more.

CARLA:	It may not have been a big 
	news day, but I tell you, if 
	you accept that nothing 
	happened and say that on the 
	air ... well, pull on that 
	thread, Con, and ... I don’t 
	want to think about the 
	consequences.

PAUL:	Well, I think we should think 
	about them for an instant.  
	What are the consequences ?

CARLA:	I think that’s pretty obvious, 
	don’t you ?  You know, jobs 
	for instance.  Do you know how 
	many jobs are tied up in the 
	news gathering business?  
	There are hundreds of radio, 
	television and print services, 
	employing thousands of people, 
	providing valuable advertising 
	dollars to broadcasters that 
	they can re-invest in the 
	process.  If you admit that 
	there is no news, a huge 
	sector of the economy would go 
	right down the toilet.

CON:	Wait a minute, Carla, you’re 
	suggesting that news is a 
	self-perpetuating machine ...
	
CARLA:	I’m not suggesting that, I’m 
	saying it ...

CON:	... rather than an account of 
	relevant political and social 
	events of the day.

CARLA:	Over at public broadcasting 
	you might be afforded the 
	luxury of that kind of 
	idealism but in the privates, 
	my little man, there’s more at 
	stake than the facts.  I have 
	a news program to create every 
	day on a daily basis.

PAUL:	But philosophically speaking, 
	isn’t the event here it’s very 
	absence?

CARLA:	And they were saying over to 
	the Press Club that you were 
	clean.

PAUL:	No, I mean perhaps the story 
	here is that there was no 
	news?

CON:	Exactly, so in fact, the fact 
	there was no news was the 
	biggest news of the day, and 
	you guys missed the story.

PAUL:	Right.  No news is good news.

CON:	BCN: the good news 
	broadcaster.

CARLA: 	You wouldn’t know news if it 
	hit you in the face, Con 

SFX:	SMACKS HIM IN THE FACE WITH 
ROLLED UP NEWSPAPER

CARLA:	-- or would you?

SFX:	Whacks him, a little more than 
	playfully, in the face with a 
	roll of papers.

CON:	Heh!  You’re crazy!

CARLA:	Do we have a story here yet, 
	Con?

CON:	Face it, Carla, we scooped 
	you.

CARLA:	How about a follow-up story?

SFX:	HITS HIM AGAIN.  CONTINUES 
THROUGH NEXT SPEECH

CON:	Look, Carla,  it was a tough 
	call but somebody had to make 
	it.  The clock was ticking; I 
	looked the lineup editor in 
	the eye, and there was nobody 
	home.

CARLA:	You didn’t do your job.

CON:	So I called it the way I saw 
	it.

CARLA:	You did not do your job !

CON:	Look, Carla, I give a hundred 
	and ten per cent down in that 
	newsroom every day, dammit, 
	but sometimes you come up 
	empty.  And that’s the way it 
	was.  People have a right to 
	know ... that nothing 
	happened.
	
CARLA:	Well, you have to live with 
	yourself, Con.  And let me 
	tell you, the ethics committee 
	of the Media Guild will be 
	taking a close look at your 
	actions.

PAUL:	Obviously we have a very 
	touchy question here about 
	journalistic responsibility, 
	and I want to thank you both 
	for coming in and discussing 
	it.

	L. Conrad Budgell, News 
	Director at the BCN, and Carla 
	Heanahan from our private 
	radio cousin over at VOZG.

SFX:	SWELL OF MUSIC

ANNOUNCER:	Coast to coast in Nfld, you 
	are listening to BCN, the 
	Broadcasting Corporation of 
	Nfld.

SFX:	THEME OUT

ANNOUNCER:	Ignorance is strength.  
	Freedom is slavery.  
	Commodities are community.

THEME:	VIVALDI’S 4 SEASONS

	The pigs are running the farm, 
	and everyone’s happy about it.
	
	This week on University of the 
	Air, make Big Brother part of 
	your marketing team when 
	Professor Wince O’Brien 
	presents “Orwell for 
	Advertisers.

	Conjugating Newspeak.  The 
	aesthetics of Doublethink.  
	Why some customers are more 
	equal than others.  And doing 
	it to Julia, for power and 
	profit.

	Police your thoughts on 
	University of the Air, this 
	Wednesday morning at 11, only 
	on BCN, 520.
	
SFX:	THEME OUT

PAUL:	“Be innocent of the knowledge, 
	dearest chuck, Till thou 
	applaud the deed.”
	
	Information ... news ... 
	opinion ... knowledge ... the 
	internet ... you and me.
	
	Are we at the top of the 
	“information-food” chain, are 
	we the subjects in this info-
	swamp, or are we the objects?
	
	As Alfred Einstein once said, 
	“Imagination is better than 
	knowledge.”  I don’t know what 
	he meant, but I know what I 
	take from it.  And I know that 
	our news department would get 
	something else from it.
	
	And then there’s the internet, 
	the doily of all deceit, where 
	opinion is injected.
	
	Information and knowledge, 
	obviously, cannot be equated.
	
	What you think is knowledge, I 
	read as opinion.  Information 
	is often less than either - 
	just ask CSIS.
	
	And then there’s all this 
	“technological progress.”  
	Here at The Great Eastern and 
	the BCN, we are racing into 
	the last quarter of the 
	millennium apace.  New phone 
	systems seemingly arrive every 
	day.  Now, when I’m not in my 
	office and my phone rings, the 
	call is forwarded to an 
	answering machine that no one 
	in the building can find.  Is 
	this progressive or is it 
	regressive ?  I guess it 
	depends on whether I want to 
	talk to you or not.
	
	One person’s information is 
	another person’s commercial.
	
	One person’s commercial is 
	another’s belief.
	
	One’s belief is another’s 
	fact.
	
	One’s fact, another’s lie.
	
	One’s lie is another’s 
	information.
	
	Is it possible for no news to 
	happen ?
	
	I believe; you know; someone 
	else thinks ... but we are all 
	wrong, my friend. 
	
	“The desire of power in excess 
	caused the angels to fall;  
	the desire of knowledge in 
	excess caused man to fall.”
	
SFX:	OUT THEME

PAUL:	The Great Eastern is brought 
	to you live from the 
	Broadcasting Corporation of 
	Newfoundland in St. John’s.  
	Hollis Duffett was today’s  
	engineer, and Ish Lundrigan is 
	the director of radio.
	
	We’d love to hear from you if 
	you’d like to write.  Our 
	street address is The Great 
	Eastern, 342 Duckworth St., 
	St. John’s, Nfld., A1C  1H5.  
	
	Our e-mail address is 
	greateastern@stjohns.cbc.ca.  
	
	We also maintain a home page 
	jammed with audio clips, 
	biography, and history about 
	the show and the station.  
	Gain access through CBC 
	Radio’s page or e-mail us for 
	our address.
	
	My name is Paul Moth.  Join me 
	again next Saturday for The 
	Great Eastern, Nfld’s cultural 
	magazine.
	
SFX:	THEME OUT.  RUSTLE OF PAPERS

ERLING:	I’m you’re weather watchdog, 
	Erling Biggs with Traffic 
	Alert.  Traffic Alert brought 
	to you by Furlong’s 
	Confections, proud makers of 
	mouth-watering knobs for 
	Newfoundlanders since 1886.  
	Enjoy a Furlong Knob today.
	
	The Mundy Pond Senior B Ball 
	Hockey All Stars are holding a 
	car wash this afternoon.  It’s 
	on the vacant lot adjoining 
	the CLB Armory on Harvey Road.  
	For two dollars, drivers get a 
	good scrub down and a coupon 
	for a free skate sharpening at 
	Bill’s Cycle Shop.
	
	Roadblocks are up at virtually 
	every major intersection in 
	St. John’s as city crews begin 
	their final offensive on 
	sidewalks and paving before 
	winter sets in.  The Special 
	Operations unit of the City 
	Engineering Department has 
	issued a general call for 
	citizen co-operation.  Help 
	realize the goal of a 
	construction-free Cabot 500 
	summer in ‘97.  Remember, 
	public works are an extension 
	of politics by other means.

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