Radio Broadcast (May-Oct 1925)

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How the Government is Regulating Radio Broadcasting 35 may not be broadcast. Whether such a station provides jazz or education, whether it runs from six o'clock to midnight, or from midnight to noon, is not defined or regulated in any way. The public is the judge, and the public makes its wishes known in no uncertain manner to the broadcast station which does or does not serve its needs or whims. But providing all this power over the stations for the listener is not an easy matter, and at times the Department does not get undivided encouragement and support from the public. One difficulty which has been raised by the efTort to protect the Class B wavelengths against undue crowding is the vigorous protest of some listeners that they cannot separate accurately all of the stations in the Class A group, the band from 205 to 280 meters. Naturally they cannot; and as crowding in that band becomes worse, the difficulty will be greater. But this crowding is in the public interest. It means that nine tenths of the useful wavelength area is reasonably safeguarded by suitable spacing between wavelengths and only one tenth is crowded. As the listener understands the great advantage of this, the Department hopes that it may gain even greater support for this idea. Certainly from the point of view of the public, nine-tenths of the radio loaf is better than none. ALMOST since 1 9 1 2 when the Department of Commerce was charged with the enforcement of the radio laws, and certainly since the advent of broadcasting, they have struggled along as best they could, making Herculean efforts to accomplish their tasks with the pitifully small staff and Congressional appropriation granted them. The radio affairs of the country are supervised from nine district offices. If each radio inspector had an equal territory, that would give each one five and one third states to look after. And in some district offices, an inspector and one or two assistants are expected to do all the work. The recommendations of the radio conference, called in October, 1924, by Secretary of Commerce Hoover, were the consensus of the "best minds" of radio who were gathered there. It is generally agreed that the reason the changes suggested were not put in force was because the Department was so crippled in available funds and in personnel that any additional undertakings on their part were absolutely out of the question. — The Editor. THE "DISTANCE FIEND T T E WAS a distance fiend, J_ JL A loather of anything near. Though woof had a singer of opera fame. And wow a soprano of national name, 'He passed them both up for a Kansas quartet A thousand miles off and hence "harder to get!' New York was too easy to hear. He was a distance fiend. He was a distance fiend, His radio ruling his life. When he and his family went to the play, He'd take them to Yonkers instead of Broadway. The show being over, he'd blow to a bite In far Staten Island, that very same night. God pities his daughter and wife, He was a distance fiend. He was a distance fiend. Alas, but he died one day. Saint Peter obligingly asked would he tell His choice of a residence— Heaven or Helft. He replied, with a show of consistency fine: " Good sir, you have hit on a hobby of mine. Which place is the farthest away ?" He was a distance fiend. — A. H. Folwell, in The New Yorker