I was watching the radio today when I saw, or rather heard me see something weird. The radio was playing The View, by Modest Mouse, and I heard the following: “And if it takes Sh*t to make bliss, then I feel rather blissfully.”
I was taken aback. Had I really heard “Sh*t” on the radio? Surely, in this post-Janet Jacksongate world, I had not!
“And if it takes Sh*t to make bliss, then I feel rather blissfully.” What the fuck?! There was no mistaking it this time. The radio was playing foul language during daylight language.
Did my local commercial free alternative radio station have no sense of decency? No concept of “radio edit”? How hard is it to bleep a single goddamn word?
Innocent Children who enjoy commercial free alternative radio may be exposed to such vulgarity and their above-mentioned innocence will surely be shattered. Where is the FCC in the midst of this moral crisis? Where are the $500,000 fines? How long must we endure words that mean poop?
That said, it’s a pretty good song.