Harvesting the fruits of a half-century of Affirmative Action - Part 3: Anecdotal Interlude


Posted On: Thursday - October 27th 2022 11:34AM MST
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Continued from Part 1 and Part 2.

This Affirmative Action screwage story goes back to the late 1970s and is a personal story about someone I know well. It was the late 1970's, you gotta remember ... there were these people who we thought of as near-gods who played music off of vinyl records over something called Amplitude Modulation radio... we didn't know any better ... it was a different time you understand...

Being a Disk Jockey, or DJ for short, was seen as, hell, it WAS, the coolest job around. Plus people needed money at that lucrative $2.65/hr, which undoubtedly could buy more than the Federal minimum wage of $7.25 does now*. This guy needed the money for college, liked music as much as I do, and of course, wanted the glamor - actually because the radio station in question played country music, the glamor level was not high enough for the job to be any kind of chick magnet. Still, we're talking 1,000 Watts of radio power!



In a place where you generally had to know someone to get a job, this guy was lucky to get an interview from an ad in the newspaper, as I recall. He got along well with this prospective boss of about 8 employees in total, because they both liked rock/pop music, though they'd be playing country (back when it didn't suck), and they both knew the broadcasting business was cool.

This was the beginning of the summer when said guy could have made some decent money working, well, as many days and hours the boss would want him to. "Nope", the boss called soon after the interview. "It's the FCC, see. They are pushing for all stations to hire a black person sometimes for Affirmative Action. I'm really sorry. I've got this one guy, and maybe if he doesn't work out..."

OK, remember the part about this being a country music radio station? There WAS this guy named Charlie Pride. Yes, I! GET! THAT! [/Tucker]. However, black people simply did not listen to country music, and this new black employee would know nothing about it and not care about it either. It's not like they didn't have their own stations to listen to - I mean it was all "on the air". Besides the soul station, one of the 10 or dozen "formats" that Billboard magazine used to categorize what we'd now call "content" coming out of those transmitters was Urban Contemporary.** Nobody expected a station listed as such to play anything but music by black musicians. Additionally, nobody expected a station with that format to hire any White guys either.

Yep, said individual lost out on a money-making opportunity and an enjoyable job for the whole summer, as this small business was obviously under pressure from an, or "their" ABC regulatory agency, back in the 1970s. This AA stuff goes back a long ways, which is the point of this anecdotal example.

"Maybe if he doesn't work out...", the boss had said. He didn't. I can't remember if this black guy quit or got fired, but at the end of the summer, the station was "free" to hire the protagonist of this post. Said protagonist had to commute from college to work this job on the weekends, which he did and enjoyed it very much for a few years until the commute part couldn't work out. He and that boss were friends from the beginning and have kept up with each through this very day.

"[Town]ville weather today, partly cloudy with a chance of rain..." That's what you said when you forgot to check the teletype - it usually fits...



That's pretty much what the place looked like.


Just one more fun part of the story. It was country music after all, and, though there was lots of good stuff in those days, both these guys liked the great rock and pop of that era more. (Don't get me started on the Disco again, please.) Most music played was from 45 rpm singles, with the hit or prospective hit song on the "A side" and another on the "B side" Some stray 45's ended up in the studio. So, this guy's got a great Paul McCartney and Wings song playing, called Junior's Farm. The telephone rang in the studio. "Errr, Bill? Yeah, I mean that's a great song. It does have 'farm' in the lyrics and all, Bill, but, no, that's not country music. Please stop."

For some "crossover", that is, pop music that was also big on the country music charts, you could go with The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, especially when nature called for more than your bladder... ***

All's well that ends well? I don't know about that. AA cost this guy a fun summer and a couple of semesters of tuition money. We've been getting screwed for so long, it seems to be ... 2nd nature calling.


* Granted, low-level employees in low-pay industries are paid more than that generally, but it's still crap - thanks immigration enthusiasts!

** Compared to the -c-rap that black "music" is now, it was not bad stuff, really. They played some soul, but also light funk. I'm sure they played songs by The Spinners. Peak Stupidity mucho likey - check out Rubberband Man and Games People Play.

*** That's not to make light of the actual story (great video in our post here), but I truly did not know the song was about a real event until years later.

Comments:
MBlanc46
Saturday - October 29th 2022 10:39AM MST
PS Something had to be done with the Negroes. The advent of mechanical cotton cultivating equipment rendered them surplus to requirements in that endeavor. A lot of them moved to northern industrial cities and took up employment in heavy industry. Which, very soon, was dismantled and exported to Asia and Latin America. Without exporting the Negroes with it. As long as they live in North America with us (that is, as long as we’re here), special accommodation has to be made for them, as they’re not capable of maintaining modern industrial society. Determining what sort of an accommodation is not an easy problem to solve. The solution that we’ve chosen is surely a poor one, but Those Who Rule Us are paying out a lot of sunk costs to maintain it.
Adam Smith
Saturday - October 29th 2022 10:32AM MST
PS: Good afternoon, everyone,

"I wouldn’t mind a trip to the Redneck Riviera..."

Apalachicola is nice this time of year.

Happy weekend! ☮
Sam J.
Saturday - October 29th 2022 8:57AM MST
PS

I'm willing to yield that a lot of it was drivel.
Moderator
Saturday - October 29th 2022 1:58AM MST
PS: Sam, in hindsight, some of that Disco music was very decent. However, only compared to the great rock/pop that was around before it took over for few years, it was bad. Just my opinion, of course.

I know there are some sites - probably Billboard magazine, if it's still around - that would have top 10, top 40, and/or top 100 lists of songs during those years. Before Disco, it's amazing how many great song were in each list.
Sam J.
Friday - October 28th 2022 9:02PM MST
PS
Hey what's this about trashing disco.

KC and the Sunshine Band - I'm Your Boogie Man

https://www.dailymotion.com/video/xntdkk

I really like some of this stuff.
The Alarmist
Friday - October 28th 2022 3:18PM MST
PS

Steve, gutless wonder that he is, sometimes leaves my comments unpublished. The last one was a few days ago, when I stated that the vaxxes were part of a larger depopulation scheme.

I wouldn’t mind a trip to the Redneck Riviera, but it’s seven or eight hours away from me ... maybe I can talk the wife into making the trip.
Moderator
Friday - October 28th 2022 1:36PM MST
PS: I like the quotes, Mr. Carlson. Or is that Andy? Les Nessman?

(OK, Adam Smith. Thanks.)

Arthur in California: I've spent more time to the east of there in Panama City and Destin. Destin is only 60 miles or so away, so thanks for the suggestion.

Yes, I hate that moderation slowness. I was in that deal for a couple of years, but then Steve had me on instant mod - I have no idea what triggered that though. I just now saw your comment on his blog. I appreciate your coming on here for the message.
ArthurinCali
Friday - October 28th 2022 10:23AM MST
PS

I hope you don't mind, but I'm in moderation hell over on Unz, and wanted to tell you about a great museum to visit if you get a chance.

In Pensacola, the Naval Aviation Museum is worth checking out. I spent almost the entire summer of 2003 attending a school to be a database analyst while in the Navy, and probably toured the museum at least 5 times.

https://www.navalaviationmuseum.org/
WKRP In Cincinnati
Friday - October 28th 2022 7:22AM MST
PS “Americans are so enamored of equality, they would rather be equal in slavery than unequal in freedom.”
― Alexis de Tocqueville

Nobody is more inferior than those who insist on being equal.

– Friedrich Nietzsche
Moderator
Thursday - October 27th 2022 3:50PM MST
PS: Loo-uh-vul is true Louisville, but yeah, nice to know there is ANYONE listening.

I won't say who this was either, but this guy I know who also worked as a volunteer at the campus radio station was (heck, still is) a big Carpenters fan. Of course, as you say, Alarmist they play some eclectic stuff. They demanded that, as the idea was to not compete with any commercial stations.

So, he was told he couldn't play the Carpenters anymore. The next day, you might have heard stuff like "... lookin' down on creation, it's the only explanation I can find." and "Surely time will lose these bitter memories, and I'll find that there is someone to believe in and to live for ... someone else to..." over the airwaves. "Hello? All-hit radio-o-o-o! You are the 4th caller... today. Hey, babe, what would you like to hear?." "-----" "Excuse me, I'm sorry, but you've got to talk a little closer to the phone." "We've been observing your earth..." "You've been observing our earth?" "No, we've been observing your SHOW, and you're fired!"


Haha
SafeNow
Thursday - October 27th 2022 3:24PM MST
PS
I filled-in for a while on the college radio station. I figured almost no one listened. When I read the sports scores, I mispronounced Louisville as
Loo-iss-ville. The next day I received so many corrections from classmates and passers-by that I realized there were a lot of listeners.
The Alarmist
Thursday - October 27th 2022 2:58PM MST
PS

I got a DJ gig at my university radio station because I had a Third Phone license with Broadcast Endorsement. My slot was an eclectic mix, though not as eclectic as Doctor Demento. Interestingly, an older gent at the station, who used his slot at the station to spin country and bluegrass music, went on in later years to become my stepfather. We weren’t paid diddly squat, and it was not exactly a chick magnet job... just one done for the fun of it.
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