Do you ever have a longing for random human interaction from those outside your regular social circle? I sometimes do. I guess I just like people. It’s not that I feel detached from humanity in any way. I’m a regular, happy, inquisitive, nice person. I come from a nice family. I have a master’s degree. I read a lot. I like to meet new people. I consider myself fairly social. So all in all, I’m pretty normal and well-adjusted.

However, sometimes though, I just have the urge to turn on the radio late at night just to see what random folks are talking about. Maybe this is a common humanistic trait that exudes curiosity, or maybe I just have insomnia and the radio is the closest gadget near my bed post. Who know? But anyway, the programs usually suck. I have to admit that. I honestly can’t stand conservative talk radio. However, it’s always so funny to hear the callers who dial into broadcast programs and disguise all of their mean-spirited comments as questions. I have to laugh. I can’t help it. I wish I knew what they were so publicly upset about. Invariably, the callers are usually half-intoxicated, speak with nearly inaudible drawls, use practically incomprehensible grammar, and always, absolutely ALWAYS, love to complain about anything related to the government and minorities. It’s a riot. I almost laugh myself to sleep because the folks that call into these shows are actually sincere. They’re sincerely enraged about something that usually doesn’t make any sense. Nevertheless, they call in to publicly speak their minds.

Anyway, my point is just that I sometimes feel the urge to listen to people, random people, any people, even when those particular people aren’t folks I’d ordinarily interact with in person. There’s something fun and curious about human contact/interaction (however ridiculous it may be) that always seems to be the perfect cure for late night insomnia.

Sleep well folks. And to all a good night.