Appalling PhD
How dare you call yourself a doctor? The purpose of a Ph.D. is to lend moral force to any statement you care to make, even if it has nothing to do with your area of competence. As a real doctor, I am appalled, frankly. I hope you end up in radio prison or as spam in Internet hell.
———- from Dr. H. of PhD, Cambridge, MA
I call myself Doctor, doctor, because it’s my legal name. As for radio prison, that’s just a myth perpetuated by the FCC to keep disc jockeys in line. Most radio personalities live in mortal fear of the radio police, but I’m not so easily frightened. The FCC think they can regulate the nation’s airwaves and Congress thinks it’s the rulemaker of the Internet, both of them acting like a king commanding the waves of the ocean. Well, the truth is a tiger inside me, and I shall continue to release that tiger. Because I’m more frightened of a tiger in the ocean than the radio police. Sure, it’s a mixed metaphor, but I call ’em like I see ’em, doctor.
I call myself Doctor, doctor, because it’s my legal name. As for radio prison, that’s just a myth perpetuated by the FCC to keep disc jockeys in line. Most radio personalities live in mortal fear of the radio police, but I’m not so easily frightened. The FCC think they can regulate the nation’s airwaves and Congress thinks it’s the rulemaker of the Internet, both of them acting like a king commanding the waves of the ocean. Well, the truth is a tiger inside me, and I shall continue to release that tiger. Because I’m more frightened of a tiger in the ocean than the radio police. Sure, it’s a mixed metaphor, but I call ’em like I see ’em, doctor. 