Chris - HelloHappy Harry Hardon - Hi it's me you're on the air. Are you willing to tell my listeners what you told me here in this letter? Do you think they're ready to handle it.
Chris - I'm not ashamed?
Happy Harry Hardon - So tell us what happened.
Chris - This guy I knew, he invited me up to the ridge and I wasn't really sure why, but I was really happy because he's a pretty cool guy, he's an athlete and everything.
Happy Harry Hardon - First of all where was this and how old are you?
Chris - It was just before school. I'm sixteen.
Happy Harry Hardon - Go ahead.
Chris - So we get up there, we take our shirts off and we start fooling around and then I sort of told him how much I liked him, he just smiled and said he knew it. But then, he says why don't we take our pants off and get a tan, so I did it, but he stalled.
Happy Harry Hardon - Go ahead.
Chris - Then two of his friends showed up and they were drinking beer and laughing and they took my clothes and threw them up in the trees. I didn't know what to do. I started to cry but they just laughed at me so I stopped and they just started calling me things. I don't even care about that. I know I'm into guys, but this was different.
Happy Harry Hardon - So what did you do?
Chris - Everything, everything they told me. I feel bad that I didn't even do anything. Now he wont even talk to me, he wont even look at me. I'm pretty confused!
Happy Harry Hardon - Confused! You're not the one who is confused. You sound like you know exactly what's going on. If any one's confused it's those guys out there.
Chris - I know, but I think about him a lot. I sometimes wonder why one person is born one way and another person is born another way..... Are you there?
Happy Harry Hardon - Yes, yes!
Chris - So I guess you think I'm a faggot wimp hey?
Happy Harry Hardon - No! I'm just thinking how strong people can be and how everyone is alike in some way, how everyone needs the same things.
Chris - So what are we going to do about this.
Happy Harry Hardon - I don't know. That's the big question isn't it hey?
Chris - I guess nobody knows huh. Well that's tough, I got to go, see ya.
Happy Harry Hardon - I guess we all got to go now. Good night pal, good night friends.
Happy Harry Hardon - The big news! The emergency PTA meeting to discuss yours truly. Yes all the professionals have come out to talk about little old me and now they've all run home to tune in and listen to what they've all been talking about. They say that I am dillusioned, demented, deranged and so guess what I say, SO BE IT! I say rise up in the cafeterias and stab them with your plastic forks! I say flogging and flatuence for Mrs Creswood, she gets a hundred lashes for every kid she's hounded out of that fucking place. I say down with all guidance counsellors, make them work for a living.
Nora - This is deep your message is out there. "The Truth Is A Virus"
Happy Harry Hardon - Hi folks! It seems we have a new listener tonight. Mr Watts of the FCC. Hi, Arthur thanks for coming out. Imagine a fucking political hag being in charge of free speech in America. I bet Watts was the guy who took names at high school when the teacher was absent.Watts - This is the problem with free speech. Would you cut that thing, cut it off. Would you just turn the damn thing off.
Happy Harry Hardon - Welcome to radio free America. America's ready, I'm ready. I want a million voices crying out in the wilderness. Jesus, let's get serious ... Okay this is really me now, no more hiding. Listen we're all worried, we're all in pain, that just comes with having eyes with having ears, but just remember one thing it can't get any worse, it can only get better. I mean high school is the bottom. Being a teenager sucks, but that's the point, surviving it is the whole point. Quitting is not going to make you strong, living will. So just hang on and hang in there. You know I know all about the hating and the sneering, I'm a member of the why bother generation myself. But why did I bother coming out here tonight and why did you? I mean it's time, it begins with us not with politicians, the experts or the teachers, but with us, with you and with me, the ones who need it most. I believe with everything that's in me that the whole world is begging for healing, even the trees and the earth its self are crying out for it, you can hear it everywhere. It's the same kind of healing I desperately needed and finally feel has begun with you. Everyone mix it up, it's not game over yet, it's just the beginning, but it's up to you. I'm calling for every kid to seize the air. Steal it, it belongs to you. Speak out, they can't stop you. Find your voice and use it. Keep this going. Pick a name, go on air. It's your life, take charge of it. Do it, try it, try anything. Spill your guts out and say shit and fuck a million times if you want to, but you decide. Fill the air, steal it. Keep the air alive... TALK HARD!!!!
