can't always get

this is not a "woe is me" post, but i'd like to state that, mostly, my level of desire for something to happen is inversely proportional to the chances of it happening.
i need to learn that it's not all within my control- possibly much, but not all.
so in the world of live radio, today listeners almost heard some dick named chris with a 703-mobile-number ask a well-known, middle-aged, female national public radio host when was the last time she'd had her vagina pounded. but because of the 7(?)-second-delay and toby, a superstar tech who handled the cut+dump perfectly with smooth brilliance and no thought, only the control room did.
but the real question is, what makes somebody like chris make up a story about his changing location and come up with a question-or-comment to get past the phone screener then hold for 17-minutes-and-change and even indulge in a moment of small talk with the host first, just to do that? unless there's $ involved, there's no way i'd hold, on a mobile phone, in the car, for 17-plus minutes just for that small thrill. i have no idea what could sponsor such dedication, but grims suggests that chris really gets off on the sound of her voice.
also in the world of live radio, i learned about the new york taxi driver who emails the aforementioned abused host's show every single day, on the same contact list as michael moore, his lawyer who never replies, and the bbc, to discuss the usa gov't conspiracy to kill him and the art that he'll therefore have to leave with somebody when he's fleeing for his life, guggenheim and gore and the environmentalists, the irish-catholic redheaded fashion plate who's running the nazi party while modeling her fabulous wardrobe, #1, 2, 3, 4, and sometimes 5, which means earth death, etc.
this dude's sending some longass self-aggrandizing conspiracy theory shit on a daily basis, and i wonder when he drives the taxi, and wish i could get my hands on the file where this producer's been saving every one he sends. she's been collecting them for years...
tell you when i get them.
walk good.