While recording my part for A Podcast Christmas Carol I got the idea of "Marconi's nightmares echoing in the void." I've also talked about the bullshit of broadcasting saturating out of the sky and raining on the world.
Here's a variant of the story:
Howard Stern was the least of it. Foul-mouthed juvenile miscreants, amoral priests and vile partisan pundits, spreading filth and putrid rants throughout the ether around the clock and around the world.You see, Marconi never finished his equations. The Principle of Saturation went unpublished, so the garbage and hatred building up in the invisible spaces between matter and antimatter went unrealized.
Until one day, after a particularly gross midget-sex roundtable on Opie and Anthony, the Saturation point was exceeded.
Clouds of rancor spilled across the skies. Marconi's worst nightmares realized, a thousand years of darkness.
The fools blamed global warming.
I figure I'll revisit this theme some day.
