"This is a brief for amateurism, for fumblers and bumblers, for the organized failures of this world.  The voice of amateurism around our house usually comes from radio station WNYC, a kind of monument to non-professionalism in a professional milieu…I remember one announcer we used to call The Groaner, and another The Voice of the Turtle, and another The Tongue Tied One--the names of foreign composers gave him fits…In the evening, WNYC was always signing off when all other stations were just getting into their prime--like a child who is hustled off to bed before the party guests arrive…

…Or just when we'd be warming up to the 'Midday Symphony,' they would interrupt to bring us a complete broadcast of the latest window repair ceremonies at City Hall or the annual merit award presentations of the Dept. of Water Supply, Gas and Electricity. The announcers were always apologetic about it, but after all, WNYC is your city station. They're still bumbling along there in their amiable exasperating way…But I'm not complaining, WNYC is almost the last station where you can find any human failings. This brings it a lot closer to my head, heart and bones than those great monsters of omniscience known as 'the networks' could ever be."

Source: David Gelman from a column titled, 'The Human Sound,'  in The New York Post, March 20, 1962.