Celebrity is the state of being known. In some cases more well-known than others. In some cases well-known for a measure of accomplishment. In other cases a person well-known for, er, um, being well-known.
It is the cult, a contagion, which infests society. We are inundated by celebrity. Aided by the pestilence of electronic media. Abetted by the scourge of social media.
If the Greater Frankland Corporation was lucky enough to have a winning bid on Blind Date With The Stars, there are a few brains we’d like to pick among the Halifax A-Listers over the bubbly or a few cold ones. Maybe a big, fat greasy one.
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- Bruce Mackinnon & Stephen Cooke
I’ll never forget where I was, what I was doing, when I got the dreadful news.
It was the Zapruder film all over again. It was O.J. in his Bronco. It was Princess Di in that Benz. It was that World Junior Hockey Tournament.
The saturated Halifax radio market is as cutthroat as it as ever been. Traditional terrestrial radio listeners are finding new ways, new platforms to keep themselves informed and keep themselves entertained.
And, fortunately not have to be entertained by such assinine radio ads as:
l “Oh, Honey, did you leave the windows open? Honey we’re going to need new windows!”
Does Liette Doucet spend sleepless nights leafing through back issues of Frank Magazine, pining for the days when she was but a humble classroom teacher with no worries other than where to spend her next tropical vacation? Maybe so.
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