Well, well, well! The Bob Edwards massacre continues.
I am beginning to feel that unless our LOCAL PBS outlets have something unique to offer public radio should be shunned and our attention turned to something more loyal to it's listeners' sensitivities.
When I was in South Dakota this summer, the only radio I could tune in to was the PBS outlet in Vermillion which utilized remote programming from Rapid City and elsewhere. It was the most insipid conglomeration of pablum I have ever had the misfortune to hear. No Diane Rehm, only Moring Edition, Morning Classics and the usual afternoon syndicated stuff. Evenings did have jazz for three hours a local program hosted by a twit who occasionally played something worth listening to. Plus on Tuesdays they had Piano Jazz with Marion McPartland as host, actually quite good. On the weekends they broadcast "space music" new age junk and I'm sorry but as pointless a bunch of meanderings as I have ever heard. I believe if you can't remember it enough to pick it out or hum it, it ain't music.
This is certainly a trend in public broad casting. Our local TV ouitlet still runs tons of Lawrence Welk and concerts of people whose names I can't recognize but who seem vaguely familiar and whose music recalls elevators.
OOOOOH! I'm in a bad mood this morning, sorry for the rant.