Video didn’t kill it, and the internet couldn’t bury it. Here is why the "ghost in the machine" is still the world’s loudest whisper. There is a specific kind of magic in the static. You know the sound. It’s that scratchy, white-noise search between stations before a voice suddenly cuts through the ether, clear and immediate. It is February 13. Depending on your calendar, it might look like just another Friday (or Thursday, I lose track), but in the world of broadcasting, this is hallowed ground. It is World Radio Day. And if you are anything like me, your knee-jerk reaction might be, "Radio? In 2026? Isn't that a bit... quaint?" We live in an era of on-demand everything. We have algorithms that predict our mood before we do. Yet, radio refuses to die. In fact, I’d argue it is the only medium that has retained its soul while everything ...
Video didn’t kill it, and the internet couldn’t bury it. Here is why the "ghost in the machine" is still the world’s loudest whisper. There is a specific kind of magic in the static. You know the sound. It’s that scratchy, white-noise search between stations before a voice suddenly cuts ...
Video didn’t kill it, and the internet couldn’t bury it. Here is why the "ghost in the machine" is still the world’s loudest whisper. There is a specific kind of magic in the static. You know the sound. It’s that scratchy, white-noise search between stations before a voice suddenly cuts ...
Video didn’t kill it, and the internet couldn’t bury it. Here is why the "ghost in the machine" is still the world’s loudest whisper. There is a specific kind of magic in the static. You know the sound. It’s that scratchy, white-noise search between stations before a voice suddenly cuts ...