I'm the owner and captain of THE SHOW which broadcasts on Falls Cable Access CH14 and fallscableaccess.com. I'd like to offer my unique view of the Falls as a resident and, of course, as a captain in these wind-tossed times.
Bright days and smooth sailing are a balm for an old salt. There's a tune whistling through the rigging as I negotiate the currents above and below. Although there's excitement in a squall and unexpected adventure roiling in the billows, I'll take a clear sky and a steady wind astern.
It wasn't so the other night before we weighed anchor. In fact it was a bit of a spindrift. It seems that Earl and the crew had gotten into the rum while cleaning up the galley. Before you could say hoist the mizzen, they were hip-deep in shenanigans. Our news anchor, Lance Pileweather, started it off ranting about the poor lighting on the ship before collapsing in sobs over a photograph of Walter Cronkite. Earl, our naive swabbie who's a hipster in his own mind, got into the laundry and began making sock puppets for everyone. Eventually, it turned into a sing-along. A frequent commentator on The Show, Richard, left incensed over the "pinko" tone of Yellow Submarine. Me, I slept through the whole ordeal but got to the bottom of the mess after pulling on my socks and seeing the look of surprise on my feet.
At present, we're sailing steadily along to reconnoiter with Olde Zeke. He's our matey in charge of keeping things ship shape around here. In all the aforementioned excitement, he wandered off the ship without his glasses and stepped into a freight container of female mannequins bound for South America. For him, for a while, a dream come true. It'll be a while before he catches on and in the meantime he'll be glad for the company. We'll catch up with him soon if the weather holds.
There's a lot to consider in this life and you need a steady hand at the wheel. Don't be afraid and be glad for the journey. I'm at the helm, I'm the captain, captain of a ship we call The Show.