I believe the word suck will be associated with the name George Noory for many years to come, and long after he retires from Coast to Coast. Though many have contributed evidence to assure the world that George Noory does indeed suck, the singular contribution by the members of CoastGab and the progenitor, Georgenoorysucks.com, has secured the fact that the suckage legacy wreath will be placed solidly at George Noory's unwashed feet.
I posit that we have reached a POR (point of no return for you Noory fans) in the life cycle of C2C. Art Bell knows it, and hard core Art Bell fans know it. George has single-handedly converted the show into a meandering garbage scow, and it is too late to turn back.
All our rantings, ravings, and reminiscing fall upon dead ears of a faceless company that no longer endears to the spirit of Art Bell. The show, to be The Show, needs to be broadcast from the High Desert, just an earshot from Dreamland. We need to see grainy photos of Art Bell through his webcam as he lights one up during a break. We need the anticipation intrinsic to Art answering an unscreened open lines call.
I submit that the continuum of Art Bell's influence over C2C was violently exterminated by the Nooron, and now by the support structure surrounding the incompetence itself.
Indeed, Suckage has been redefined and institutionally entrenched by the Nooron, to the extent that Art Bell no longer recognizes what was once his creation. We can only wait for Art to experience a renewed calling, an intellectual itch, an insatiable desire to return to the airwaves for one last time, providing us with a few more drops of water amidst the High Desert of the airwaves.