[Update –1850, 12 August 05 — OK folks, Phase I was a success. Now it’s time to let the Federal Communications Commission know that Breast is not one of the Seven Dirty Words You Can’t Say on Radio.
Contact the FCC and tell them what you think.]
[Update — 1711, 12 August 05 — Jeff Jarvis, of course, has weighed in on the story.]
[Update — 1644, 12 August 05 — Received from Tom Godall, general manager of WUKY:
Dear Mr. Hess,
Our goal at WUKY is community service. We”ve heard from many of our listeners today about the value and importance of Garrison Keillor”s Writer”s Almanac. In response, we are restoring the program to WUKY”s schedule at a new — and we hope better — time. It will air Monday through Friday at 7:01 p.m. during NPR”s Fresh Air, which is consistently one of our more popular programs.
At the same time, the concerns we have are real about the use of language that the FCC has fined stations for recently. As a result, we have put in place an editing process that will allow us to delete such language from the broadcast without disrupting the program. I want to thank you for contacting us about this issue.
Rest assured that your opinion — and the opinions of our other listeners — really do matter.
Tom Godell
WUKY General Manager]
All three of my regular readers know that I link to and read daily Garrison Keillor’s Writer’s Almanac. I discovered this morning via Sherry Chandler that the University of Kentucky’s public radio station has canceled the program because it used the word — wait for it — breast!. Here’s the poem from Pulitzer-Prize winner Donald Justice:
(the offending word has been censored for innocent eyes)
Thinking about the Past
Certain moments will never change, nor stop being-
My mother’s face all smiles, all wrinkles soon;
The rock wall building, built, collapsed then, fallen;
Our upright loosening downward slowly out of tune-
All fixed into place now, all rhyming with each other.
That red-haired girl with wide mouth-Eleanor-
Forgotten thirty years-her freckled shoulders, hands.
The [censored] of Mary Something, freed from a white swimsuit,
Damp, sandy, warm; or Margery’s, a small, caught bird-
Darkness they rise from, darkness they sink back toward.
O marvelous early cigarettes! O bitter smoke, Benton…
And Kenny in wartime whites, crisp, cocky,
Time a bow bent with his certain failure.
Dusks, dawns; waves; the ends of songs…
If you are offended that uttering the word breast in a poem is offenive, then please drop a note to WUKY and let them know.
[As one reader has suggested, since WUKY is affiliated with the University of Kentucky, dropping a note to it’s president and board of trustees might be a good idea as well. You’ll find email addresses for them on the administration page.]
My Soundtrack: Cold Wind by The Arcade Fire on WOXY.