It’s Halloween, and the economy is in the crapper. Some extremely unclear people are attempting to protest…something. Weirdly, we spend most of the show discussing the ultimate five course dinner pizza. We also experiment with a new ending format for the show, the “Moment of Clarity.”
It’s time to explore what makes a hero. Is it a dedication to the community? A willingness to put others’ well-being above your own? A selfless commitment to a cause or higher ideal? Or the ability to make shameless self-promotion and egotism your priority, and beg your friends to do the same? We’re betting the latter.
After a weirdly retrospective start, we turn our discussion toward the stupidity of Netflix, now determined to eliminate everything that once made them useful to humanity. In other news, Facebook is perfecting the ancient art of stealing everyone’s everything. In other news, we still can’t ask, but now we can tell.
After our extremely long summer hiatus, the crew returns from various vacational adventures, including a trip to spooky Mystic, CT. In other news, Steve Jobs’ glorious reign of terror is finally coming to an end, as we celebrate the fall of the Mock Turtleneck Mafia. In our primary distraction, the Republican primary debates were this week, and some of the candidates be crazy. Also, Michelle Bachmann doesn’t want to cure cancer.
On a slightly more serious Dead Air, the crew talks about the problem of homosexuality in the Orthodox Jewish community. Despite all of this being a major social problem, our listeners will be comforted to know that it doesn’t stop us from making dirty jokes and mocking each other’s sex lives almost constantly.
In our first episode of the legendarily inappropriate summer season, Dead Air discovers that no one seems to care about Anthony Weiner’s weiner anymore, lunar eclipses aren’t that rare but do sound like NPR specials, and Duke Nukem forever wouldn’t have sucked if it had come out twelve years ago. But it didn’t. In other news, New York is extremely hot in the summer. Again.
The good Lord saw fit to bestow a plethora of news upon us, all to distract us from Little Spam’s upcoming nuptials. The Mo likes soup, bin Laden likes porn, Trump hates being mocked, Redux may have some racial issues, Obama loves Tarantino movies, and Ahh-nold likes himself some strange.