Another Manufactured Controversy

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So it’s amazing what becomes a controversy these days.
I suppose I shouldn’t be amazed anymore, with the “War on Christmas” getting more ridiculous every year. But somehow, I am. Still surprised, that is.
I’ve participated in a number of conversations on this one for some reason. Some have gone well and some not so much. Now, I’m waiting for it to die, but it’s just not going away. The amount of indignation over a handful of radio stations dropping “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” from their Christmas play lists his pretty @%&king ridiculous, really. In my mind, it’s a very simple business decision. Some small number of your customer base complains that they don’t like a particular selection on your menu. You use some metric or feeling or whatever to determine that the number of customers you will lose by keeping that item is larger than the number of customers you will gain by keeping that item. It’s simple math. But there is so much whining about censorship and banning and “you don’t get to decide what I listen to”. Jesus, Maria, and Giuseppe, that’s the whole point! You listen to a radio station because it plays what you like. If it doesn’t play would you like or if you’re upset by what does play, you go and listen to another radio station. It’s not hard to change the frequency.
And the word “censorship” is being thrown around far too much. Censorship implies premeditation to enforce someone else’s views on a larger audience. Results matter, but intent is critical, and the intent here is to keep as wide a customer base as possible. If your radio station isn’t still playing the song, you can find a station that is, download it, or go out and buy your favorite version is. No one is telling you that you can’t listen to it. The original station made a business decision that enough of their listeners didn’t want to hear it that it wasn’t worth keeping in the rotation.
No one would be complaining if it was some decades-old almost rock song being dropped for questionable lyrics in today’s sociopolitical climate. Actually, probably no one would be complaining if it had just been done without comment, but someone had to stir the pot. Not that it’s even a Christmas song. It’s just associated with Christmas because it takes place in the heart of winter. Snowstorm, you know.
Sadly, this isn’t a new thing, it’s just the latest thing. The latest thing in a long line of Christmas whining and outrage over cups and holiday greetings and a refusal to discuss things like adults. War on Christmas? Yeah, because a holiday our culture takes two months to celebrate is being oppressed.
But hey, I’m clearly the snowflake here, because I think that everyone should have the same basic set of rights, freedoms, and privileges. That includes the ability to celebrate your particular holiday however you want and not being shit on for it.
I feel like that’s a pretty simple thing, really. But what do I know?
Be well, everyone.

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So it’s amazing what becomes a controversy these days.
I suppose I shouldn’t be amazed anymore, with the “War on Christmas” getting more ridiculous every year. But somehow, I am. Still surprised, that is.
I’ve participated in a number of conversations on this one for some reason, but it’s just not going away. The amount of indignation over a handful of radio stations dropping “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” from their Christmas play lists his pretty @%&king ridiculous, really. In my mind, it’s a very simple business decision. Some small number of your customer base complains that they don’t like a particular selection on your menu. You use some metric or feeling or whatever to determine that the number of customers you will lose by keeping that item is larger than the number of customers you will gain by keeping that item. It’s simple math. But there is so much whining about censorship and banning and “you don’t get to decide what I listen to”. Jesus, Maria, and Giuseppe, that’s the whole point! You listen to a radio station because it plays what you like. If it doesn’t play would you like or if you’re upset by what does play, you go and listen to another radio station. It’s not hard to change the frequency.
And the word “censorship” is being thrown around far too much. Censorship implies premeditation to enforce someone else’s views on a larger audience. Results matter, but intent is critical, and the intent here is to keep as wide a customer base as possible. If your radio station isn’t still playing the song, you can find a station that is, download it, or go out and buy your favorite version is. No one is telling you that you can’t listen to it. The original station made a business decision that enough of their listeners didn’t want to hear it that it wasn’t worth keeping in the rotation.
No one would be complaining if it was some decades-old almost rock song being dropped for questionable lyrics in today’s sociopolitical climate. Actually, probably no one would be complaining if it had just been done without comment, but someone had to stir the pot. Not that it’s even a Christmas song. It’s just associated with Christmas because it takes place in the heart of winter. Snowstorm, you know.
Sadly, this isn’t a new thing, it’s just the latest thing. The latest thing in a long line of Christmas whining and outrage over cups and holiday greetings and a refusal to discuss things like adults. War on Christmas? Yeah, because a holiday our culture takes two months to celebrate is being oppressed.
But hey, I’m clearly the snowflake here, because I think that everyone should have the same basic set of rights, freedoms, and privileges. That includes the ability to celebrate your particular holiday however you want and not being shit on for it.
I feel like that’s a pretty simple thing, really. But what do I know?
Be well, everyone.

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So it’s amazing what becomes a controversy these days.
I suppose I shouldn’t be amazed anymore, with the “War on Christmas” getting more ridiculous every year. But somehow, I am. Still surprised, that is.
I’ve participated in a number of conversations on this one for some reason, but it’s just not going away. The amount of indignation over a handful of radio stations dropping “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” from their Christmas play lists his pretty @%&king ridiculous, really. In my mind, it’s a very simple business decision. Some small number of your customer base complains that they don’t like a particular selection on your menu. You use some metric or feeling or whatever to determine that the number of customers you will lose by keeping that item is larger than the number of customers you will gain by keeping that item. It’s simple math. But there is so much whining about censorship and banning and “you don’t get to decide what I listen to”. Jesus, Maria, and Giuseppe, that’s the whole point! You listen to a radio station because it plays what you like. If it doesn’t play would you like or if you’re upset by what does play, you go and listen to another radio station. It’s not hard to change the frequency.
And the word “censorship” is being thrown around far too much. Censorship implies premeditation to enforce someone else’s views on a larger audience. Results matter, but intent is critical, and the intent here is to keep as wide a customer base as possible. If your radio station isn’t still playing the song, you can find a station that is, download it, or go out and buy your favorite version is. No one is telling you that you can’t listen to it. The original station made a business decision that enough of their listeners didn’t want to hear it that it wasn’t worth keeping in the rotation.
No one would be complaining if it was some decades-old almost rock song being dropped for questionable lyrics in today’s sociopolitical climate. Actually, probably no one would be complaining if it had just been done without comment, but someone had to stir the pot. Not that it’s even a Christmas song. It’s just associated with Christmas because it takes place in the heart of winter. Snowstorm, you know.
Sadly, this isn’t a new thing, it’s just the latest thing. The latest thing in a long line of Christmas whining and outrage over cups and holiday greetings and a refusal to discuss things like adults. War on Christmas? Yeah, because a holiday our culture takes two months to celebrate is being oppressed.
But hey, I’m clearly the snowflake here, because I think that everyone should have the same basic set of rights, freedoms, and privileges. That includes the ability to celebrate your particular holiday however you want and not being shit on for it.
I feel like that’s a pretty simple thing, really. But what do I know?
Be well, everyone.

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Lance
Lance Schonberg is an eclectic genre fiction author with more than two dozen stories published or on the way. 2019 is the year he dives into independent publishing, starting with "Thorvald's Wyrd", "Skip To My Luu", and "Turn the World Around". And he needs a more exciting short bio.

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