My recent road trips have been soundtracked by a variety of talk shows, interviews, concerts & albums loaded onto the pod and broadcast to my car radio. I have found one radio station that picks up a good signal consistently from Houston to Dallas. If you don't know what it is, I'm not going to tell you.
Occasionally, I will pass a car and the signal goes momentarily to static. My theory is that other people are playing pirate radio in their cars with the same station, and for a moment our radios pick up both signals and cannot comprehend. In a ten mile stretch, it is not unusual to pass, be passed by, pass again the same car--each time the same interruption cementing my hypothesis.
In these moments there is a joyous recognition, like when you pass someone driving the same type of car as you--make, model, color--or displaying the same bumper sticker of a band you both like. I am always tempted to wave or honk: I Validate You! You are doing terrific! Keep it up!
It's a nice moment, but the truth is that our radio broadcast is a bubble that once popped, makes Ira Glass go wonky, or the Magnetic Fields sound even more distorted than intended. This cannot be a sustained conversation. You are fantastic, but please just pass me and go on your way.
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