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Turn off your stupid radio.
That's enough for today of sadness and snot.
To waste your nerves, what for?..

The fourth radio law: know your audience. Here the main thing - to find a contact. That's the beauty of radio. Between you and them is some kind of connection, it is alive and changing every moment. You would not see, but feel.
Lesson number four: know your audience. It's all about making a connection. That's the beauty of radio. Something goes on between you and the people out there. It's living and changing moment to moment. You can't see it, but you can feel it.

The first radio law: don't be late. Silence is death.
First lesson of radio: don't be late. Silence is death.

The newspaper is a solid horror, war, disaster. When you listen to it on radio, the voice of the announcer as if hammering nails into the brain, the stress provided!

The us military at Guantanamo Bay have charged that they very rapidly and constantly over a large amount of time included the same song prisoners and some prisoners went crazy. This they called "Torture music." We call it "Russian radio". Aggressive rotation!

As for the masses, their opinions, extremely fast-changing in our days, their feelings that can be controlled like a stream of water from the tap, - all this the result of hypnotic suggestions of the radio and television.

Duan rarely went to the movies for the same reason that his father, having a TV, almost never included. Both thought of the book and the radio much more pleasant to the imagination than movies and TV.

TV is a good thing, I have nothing against it, but I don't like that it distracts from the rest of the world, attracts to its glass window. In this sense, radio is better.

Vidal turned off the radio device the size of a small meteorite.
- The unit cost me almost two hundred pesetas, and now it turns out that broadcast nothing but nonsense.

Since the radio appeared, all just do nothing but listen to Bi-bi-si. And conscience, have neither the time nor the place.

Radio wakes thought. Even in those hours when you want to sleep.

I send greetings to the radio "FM Relaxation." and please put the song "Fuckin' Sunday rain".

No public radio. Me, from it comes the menopause.

I turned the radio off if I slammed the garbage chute.