Posted on 08/18/2015 5:59:19 PM PDT by Reverend Saltine
Jes’ sayin’….
Mihael Sausage, of the famed “Sausage Ration”, when he holds it and himself together long enough, is one of the best radio talk show hosts ever.
His mind and analytic abilities are matchless at times.
Why, then, doesn’t he ever seem to carry an entire show that way, from beginning to end? At some point he seems to run out of steam and starts talking about unrelated or inane subjects, such as what he had for lunch, his heartburn, or food stains on his shirt. He might even break out into nonsense rhyming or song.
Sometimes he is lethargic, slow, low, and whining, and at other times he seems to be speeding, higher, and higher, talking faster than the average human can even think.
Sausage must be about 97 years old by now, and puts me in mind of an ancient desert prophet but I wish he would plan his shows to be more coherent and straight through, rather than bounce all over the place.
Oh…and I loathe when he attacks his “competition,” giving them nasty nicknames and needlessly saying absurdly noxious things about them.
A typical show might begin something like… **Cue Music: the Mommas and the Poppas, “Monday Monday.”
“This is Mihael Sausage coming to you live, coast to coast, from the mighty WABZ radio machine—a 50,000 watt blowtorch signal drying out the sweltering streets of New York—my home town, the son of an immigrant here! If you’re not with the Sausage Ration, you’re not anywhere! Just ask my dog Freddy! He’s right here iin the studio listening to his master’s voice. Am I right, Freddy! That wasn’t a question! Hoo, boy; I just finished two Chinese lunches and the heartburn is killing me—you didn’t know that until I told you, did you! But let’s get to work awready—another “Monday, Monday”—here at the Sausage Ration! Freddy, listen to your master’s voice! Lucky for you it’s not the lawyeh, or the board banger, or the golf EL Chappo—those shrinking members of the Talk Cartel—they’d make you bored with their shtick, Freddy!
“Freddy!
“ANYWAY—My guests today are almost as famous as I am, but not as good-looking! That’s right—that’s who they are! The fantastic, syndicated movie critic, Mr. Rex Leaf, in an Earth-shaking reveal interview with one of the world’s most outspoken and creative people—not to mention he’s really, really rich—It’s! Mr! Ronald! Jump! Of literary, movie, Internet, casino, and high-rise fame!
“Mr. Ronald Jump, and Rex Leaf! Fantastic, am I right? That wasn’t a question! I’m the most right person in radio history! Maybe in the world!
“Rex Leaf and Ronald Jump!
“Rex, why don’t you just take it away and begin—The Ronald has something astonishing to reveal and I can hardly wait myself to hear it—I’m like King Lear waiting for news of his daughter! Are my references too nuanced? Too literary for you? I am the smartest person in radio; maybe in the world. Well, go ahead, Rex, but first let me tell you about this diner Mihael Sausage went to last night, where I met regular, salt of the Earth people—just like me! I’m a down to Earth guy, the only son of an immigrant in talk radio, and I read real people better than anybody else in the history of radio—because I have that ability–no, no, wait a second, Rex and Ronald, wait, quiet, you have to hear about this—I was SO Moved by it! Mihael Sausage started dinner with some down to earth wine—we were all singing—wine, 50 cents for a bottle, and….”
**
Anyway.
Anyway, that’s about how it goes.
I just wish he straighten out the act. He’d be even better than he is now.
Jes’ sayin’….
never heard that but i think i get it :)
he’s hilarious when he does obama talking to valerie or michelle, very funny, or the jewish lawyeh or oldeh woman
I agree that Limbaugh seems to sliding a little, caught in his own dated mannerisms and favorite slurs. I never did hear an explanation about “the Reverend Jacks-Hunnnnnnn,” don’t know what that means....
He’s been showing some courage lately but nowhere near the collosal cojones of a Savage
I don’t know how or why anybody would live in CA
Here ya go:
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Fair fax does sound interesting. It will be even more interesting if the shooting starts. LOL. My family moved there in the mid 50’s mainly so I could breath good air. Doctor told my mom to move to Marin so this child could breathe or not good news. We left LA shortly thereafter. Marin was a quiet sleepy place. We had Hamilton airbase of course. North was dairy and cattle ranches. But the San Rafael - mill valley area were bedroom communities for San Francisco. The husbands commuted and the moms took care of the home front. Life was good. It was the American Dream. I was fortunate enough to have lived it in one of the most beautiful places on earth. I would never move back as it is not the same. Oh and thank you for the Facebook page link. Enjoyed it very much . GO BULLDOGS!!! :)))
I just have to ask...does Ross and Fairfax still flood when the heavy rains come at high tide? My mom was an RN at Ross GH and had to work a double shift one time as the place was flooded and no one could get in or out. College of Marin campus would get a little damp too. Good times good times.
Yes..... the dredging of the creeks including the rather massive Corte Madera creek hasnt been much of a match for the heavy rains
2005 was the last official flood ..at about three and a half feet along San Anselmo avenue....at Bolinas Ave...the .San Anselmo - Ross “border”
I have deli fried chicken....deliver fresh from petaluma..a few times a week....sold at the Fairfax Market. The farms in west marin are still there as well.
I spen several years in Whittier and S. Pasadena...ONE FALL....
The air was bad enough to get me to leave town....rather rapidly.
Living In Marin County now requires one to hold ones tongue all too often,..although I did confront two young men canvassing for funds...for...Planned Parenthood” this afternoon....
I asked them where I could buy some Baby Body Parts...
Keep up the good fight. Just think of yourself as ... a voice crying in the wilderness. One thing I do miss however, living near blue water. Born in Seattle, grew up in Marin...now live in SoCal I.E. I keep asking God if this is some kind of cosmic joke. But, in many ways, here, is somewhat like the early days in Marin. Just Without the water, and colder in the winter and a hell of a lot hotter in the summer. LOLOL.
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