Author: Christine

Christine Becker is an Associate Professor in the Department of Film, Television, and Theatre at the University of Notre Dame.

BOC’s Guardian Angel

I’ve started writing the chapter about the early years of Beyond Our Control, and it includes a profile of WNDU GM William Thomas Hamilton, which I’ve excerpted below. I’m grateful to his daughter MaryLee Spencer for sharing insights about her father with me, as well as to Hamilton himself for undertaking a series of lengthy interviews before he died in 1983, the recordings of which are in the Notre Dame library archive. In the end, I was most struck by the consistency of Hamilton’s character and personal philosophies both at work and at home. He appeared to practice what he preached as a pious man, and he channeled his religious faith into a sense of duty toward others, especially future generations, rather than just serving himself (imagine that). While he may not have directly influenced a single Saturday shoot, the spiritual calling that led him to WNDU was a blessing for every kid who came through BOC. (And if you’re wondering what the tsunami reference is at the end of this passage, the next section in this chapter is about Dave Williams.)

William Thomas Hamilton’s Ripple Effects

In the mid-1950s, Tom Hamilton could have maintained a comfortable career as a broadcasting executive within New York City’s sea of media professionals. Instead, his Catholic faith led him to take a chance on South Bend, where he would soon become both WNDU general manager and a staunch proponent of youth education as Beyond Our Control’s “guardian angel,” in Joe Dundon’s words. Accepting a WNDU job offer from Father Theodore Hesburgh meant leaving the epicenter of national broadcasting for one-third less in salary, but Hamilton’s faith drove him toward it, seeing it as a spiritual calling to work for a broadcaster connected to the nation’s preeminent Catholic university. “I wanted to make some sort of a sacrifice, because I felt that my career was now going to be identified with the Lord and Our Lady,” he said. 

Upon becoming GM in 1960, Hamilton wielded considerable autonomous power. There was no board of directors to answer to, and he claimed that he never had to take orders from Notre Dame because the administration trusted him to run the station in accordance with university and Church principles. Therefore, under his leadership, WNDU became a reflection of Hamilton’s personal broadcasting philosophy, which echoed Fr. Hesburgh and Fr. Joyce’s values in envisioning commercial broadcasting’s moral responsibility to the community. Though a conservative Republican who valued economic success, Hamilton also believed in television’s potential as a force for positive social change. Accordingly, he saw running the station as more than just a business. Sean Walton (1981-82), whose father Paul worked for decades at WNDU, recalled how Hamilton created a family atmosphere at the station, hosting summer company picnics and an annual Christmas party where Santa who gave out gifts to all employee kids. Hamilton’s leadership style was deeply personal. He began every meeting with a prayer and gave supportive feedback to employees and friends via a memo pad that featured a cross and a JMJ (Jesus, Mary, Joseph) marker at the top. Tim Daugherty (1978-81) received one of those notes containing a list of thirteen principles, adapted from entrepreneur Marshall Fields’ list of Twelve Things to Remember; Hamilton added one of his own at the top. 

Hamilton’s faith manifested strongly in his dedication to youth development. His mission was to help young people carry Christian morals into society, and this began at home. He launched each family dinner with a Bible verse, asking his three children to discuss how these teachings applied to their everyday lives, but according to his daughter MaryLee, he wasn’t dogmatic, perhaps a consequence of his journey from Presbyterian upbringing to adult Catholic convert. “We were allowed to have questions because he had questions about faith,” she recalled. Hamilton also insisted that all of his children would attend college, including his two daughters, albeit at Catholic women’s schools. He assured his girls that an education would help them be self-sufficient rather than reliant on marriage to support them, a remarkable belief for a religious conservative in the 1960s.

The goal to nurture young people’s potential extended well beyond a family commitment. Junior Achievement Executive Director Robert Riedel approached Hamilton about forming a student group at WNDU in 1960, and while other local stations received the same pitch and were apparently wary about trusting a large group of teenagers around the same equipment they used to produce their news broadcasts, Hamilton once again took the less traveled path. Already involved with the local JA chapter, he saw how empowering young people with economic responsibilities could improve their lives. Given the added bonus of teaching teenagers — ideally even Catholic youth — about the television business, Hamilton eagerly agreed to sponsor a JA business at WNDU, with the group launching in 1961 under the name WJA-TV.

Hamilton never visited during production Saturdays, but he usually made at least one appearance a season at a JA meeting to convey the station’s support. Dave Williams reminded BOCers to be on their best behavior during these visits; after all, Hamilton was the man who made their program possible. But it wasn’t a difficult challenge for the kids, because they were always impressed with the dignified GM. With his impeccable dress of heavily tailored vests and waistcoats and distinguished white hair, he cut a figure reminiscent of a Wall Street patriarch. However, his message was never about making money. Elizabeth Loring (1978-79) remembered:

He came to speak to us at the JA Center once and was absolutely lovely. He spoke about
the importance of getting a well-rounded liberal arts education when we went to college,
and not just studying television production, saying we needed to be educated people with
something to communicate. I have thought about that often all through the years.

Chris Webb (1976-78) added:

What I got out of Hamilton’s talk was that the broadcast airwaves belong to the public, not the broadcasters. And it was important that the programming try to reflect the concerns of various segments of the society. He brought up the idea of television being in the “public interest.” It made me feel good, since I thought BOC was satire, and satire can entertain, but also open people’s eyes. He was smart to come in and convey that the show could be part of a higher calling.

A few students got more extensive interactions with the GM, including Tim Daugherty, whose attendance at a week-long broadcasting workshop at Indiana State University Hamilton sponsored:

William Thomas Hamilton was venerable, though he certainly never demanded veneration. Becoming oriented to WNDU, I learned that he was the boss – powerful, respected, good. I never once heard a negative story about him or observed someone’s tone shift upon his mention. And I vaguely remember a sort of fear of William Thomas Hamilton – but a good fear, more like respect, and a fear of disappointing him.  

Daugherty also recalled how Hamilton personally made phone calls to a Notre Dame alumni group to help correct an administrative error that would have prevented him from receiving a scholarship, an intervention that would make college more financially feasible for him. Daugherty recognized a wider influence from this: “it’s fair to wonder about the long term impact of encouragement from powerful persons. To this day, for example, I have a sort of fearlessness in taking on institutions in advocacy fights.” 

While Hamilton successfully built WNDU into a leading local station, his true legacy was more personal: uniting faith, public service, and youth development through WJA-TV and, later, Beyond Our Control. No one got the sense that he regularly watched BOC or necessarily appreciated its irreverent humor. But his goal was empowering young people to learn and to create, not in dictating the results. Tim Daughtery captured this ideal precisely: “From my adolescent vantage point, he was the perfect patron: powerful, ethical, ready to help at the program and individual level, and respectful of space and others’ gifts.” MaryLee explained that her father had a deeply held philosophy that every action creates moral ripples affecting others for good or ill, and she said he genuinely worried that his positive influence wasn’t sufficient to please God. He may have never realized just how far the WJA-TV ripples truly reached.

The first wave emerged in the 1961-62 season with Club 6 Teen, where twenty-one teenaged JA company members created their own take on the variety show format. Airing in half-hour episodes on Saturday afternoons on WNDU from January through April, Club 6 Teen featured guest interviews, panel discussions, and performances by local musical talent. MaryLee Hamilton was part of that pioneering group, and she believed the show’s formal structure felt stiff – perhaps too adult – for its young creators. When Junior Achievement’s annual company renewal process forced a fresh start in fall 1962, the kids got a chance to break free from the usual conventions. Mike Hannigan, Jr., who would enter as the new company’s president, relished the creative freedom they were granted. He recalled how the three WNDU staffers put in charge of advising the group – Bill King (production), Ann James (accounting), and John McCullough (ad sales) – “would just look at you and say, what are you gonna do? What do you want to do? The training for advisors was very much let the Achievers solve their own problems and learn how to run a business.” The teenagers’ answer for the 1962-63 season emerged as If I Could Trade Places, a What’s My Line? takeoff where four WJA-TV panelists fired questions at a local guest, usually an area high school student, to guess who they said they most wanted to be. The company members handled almost every part of the process including set design and construction, guest auditions, publicity campaigns, and ad sales, even producing local commercials, but WNDU professionals commanded all technical aspects of directing and camera operations in the studio. 

This formula carried forth for the next five seasons, with each new class of WJA-TV members inventing a variation on the panel format, all for a local audience likely numbering around 20,000 viewers. The 1963-64 season introduced Can You Name It?, which asked panelists to identify common objects based on extreme close-up photos. In 1964-65, they launched Puzzle Bowl, a version of Concentration where the teens had to guess a well-known saying, title, or phrase based on visual symbols. And 1965-66 brought Easier Said Than Done, a take on charades that invited studio audience participation. Perhaps sensing format stagnation, Hamilton asked WNDU’s promotions director to take on an advising role with the new company ahead of the 1966-67 season. The WJA-TV ripple effect was about to become a tsunami.

A Week in the BOC Life: Intro

Long time, no post! This semester nearly swallowed me up, but even still with two weeks left, I have managed to escape from the belly of the whale with another chapter written. This one is titled “Lessons Learned From the Writers’ Room to the Editing Bay: A Week in the Life of the Company,” and it covers, well, a week in the life of the company, primarily during the heart of the 1970s. (There will be separate chapters about the unique circumstances of the early years and the post-Dave Williams years.) This is the third chapter I’ve drafted, and it was the most fun to write so far primarily because it relies heavily on first-person testimonials about the BOC experience, and that source material is just overflowing with thoughtful, witty, insightful gems from company members. I had to fight the urge to fall into oral history mode and just line up great quotes — and I still do that a little bit in there — but I’m having too much fun interpreting it all to let them have all the say. It’s all still very work-in-progress, so I’ll only share the introduction here, but hopefully it’s an enticing tease.


It’s hard to describe how all-consuming it was for those of us who were super involved. It was the most consuming thing in my life for four years, and four of the most impressionable years, of my life. It’s all I did. It’s almost all I thought about. I did school work because I had to, but every waking moment that I didn’t have to be doing something else, I was doing something for Beyond Our Control. – Kate Doherty (1973-77)

Commercial TV production has one ironclad rule: an episode must be delivered on time and within the allotted running time or it won’t air. The obsession with efficiency that we saw in the previous chapter wasn’t about perfection; it was about meeting deadlines. Emmy winner Larry Karaszewski (1976-80) reflected, “BOC taught me early on what it takes to put material on the screen, and a lot of that is just getting it finished.” But BOCers didn’t simply get it finished; they produced a widely-awarded program up against professional competition. The professional caliber of BOC’s young talent was also nationally recognized. When Seventeen magazine profiled twelve “super-active Superteens” in 1976 for “doing really unusual things yet professional—especially considering their age,” Kate Doherty made the list, thanks to Dave Williams’ recommendation. 

Meeting such high standards required an intense commitment of time and energy. Chris Webb (1976-78) detailed what a typical week looked like for BOC’s most dedicated members: 

Monday from 7-10pm writer’s meeting. Tuesday from 7-10pm writer’s meeting. Wednesday 7-9:30ish, full company meeting, casting, meeting at JA center. Thursday, 7-10 writer’s meeting. Friday memorizing lines while all over town there were people making props, costumes, designing sets, recording film, recording music, and doing voiceovers in a sound booth. Saturday 6am-1 making the show. Some go home, some still hang around and have lunch, get home at 4. Then a lot of times there’s a party that night til 1am. Sunday could be a filming session or editing the show or watching it.

The depth of this commitment is perhaps best captured in Karaszewski’s frequent quip, “I didn’t go to high school, I went to Beyond Our Control.” 

While on the surface this references his time commitment to the show, it also speaks to its educational value, an experience that Karaszewski claims surpassed not only high school but even a pinnacle of higher education:

I went to USC Film School, which is supposed to be the best film school in the world, a school of George Lucas and all these other things. Beyond Our Control kicks its ass. You know, that’s what we did with the resources we did, the access to equipment we had, there was no better film school in the world. There was no better place to learn how to make movies. 

BOC also became a crash course in adulthood. Julie Darnell (1980-84) explained how such a rigorous schedule and professional responsibilities as a teenager made her much more mature than her high school peers: “I had to operate at an adult level. We were treated as adults. It’s odd to think about all the responsibility we had. And I never thought about it as, gee, I’m a high school student doing this. It was just more, we can do it. We were asked to do it; we can do it.” 

This chapter deconstructs how they did it via an intensive weekly production cycle. We’ll first see how, from early week writing sessions through Sunday night editing, the teens tried to balance the demands of creating professional television with their regular academic and social lives. Then through detailed accounts of writers’ meetings, pre-production planning, Saturday studio sessions, and post-production work, the chapter explains how BOC’s structured chaos encouraged both technical proficiency and personal growth. The experience demanded extraordinary commitment – sometimes to the understandable concern of parents and at the expense of typical teenage fun – but the participants today consistently describe it as a transformative experience, providing not just practical professional skills but also unparalleled confidence and purpose during their most formative years.

RIP Phil Donahue

Legendary talk show host Phil Donahue has died, and he’s tangentially relevant to the BOC project in a few ways. First, while attending Notre Dame in the mid-1950s, Donahue worked at WNDU. Paul Walton was the program director who would assign BOC its late afternoon weekend time slot (which was actually a good one for a local show, as much as all the sports preemptions might indicate otherwise), and according to his son Sean (who would join BOC in the early 1980s), Paul also gave young Phil his first taste of brodcast airtime. WNDU had to offer a station ID at the top of the hour, and no one could find the usual announcer right then, so Paul pulled Phil into the studio and gave him the copy to read. The rest is history!

More to the BOC point, the 1980-81 company offered a hilarious sketch that artfully parodied his celebrity, the techniques he used to grab at audience heartstrings, and his interactions with the live audience, all expertly mimicked by Tim Daugherty.

As the sketch illuminates, daytime talk shows were known for exploiting sensationalistic topics, and The Phil Donahue Show was no exception, but Donahue stood out amongst the pack for his genuine desire to understand and empathize with his guests, especially those from marginalized groups. In the 1970s, his show pioneered bringing LGBTQ perspectives to mainstream audiences, and Donahue would become a fervent supporter of gay rights. (If you have a subscription to Rolling Stone, you can read here about his impactful compassion for AIDS patients.) In particular, he gave significant time and money to supporting queer Notre Dame students and alumni, culminating in a scholarship for LGBTQ+ student-leaders bearing his and his wife’s names, the Phil Donahue ’57 and Marlo Thomas Scholarship. You can see him talking about this advocacy in 2016 on the PBS series MetroFocus here, and his ending plea for LGBTQ equality in the Catholic Church is both bold and prescient, given that the university now includes financial support for the Donahue scholarship right alongside all of its other donation opportunities:

Phil Donahue (second from left) marching with members of GALA-NDSMC, an LGBTQ+ alumni group, during a 2017 St. Patrick’s Day parade in New York City. (Photo source: Jack Bergen)

Donahue was a proud alumnus of WNDU and Notre Dame, who in turn can be forever proud of him.

History of TV Reading

In my History of Television class, we’re spending a day on 1970s local television using Beyond Our Control as our primary case study, and I’ve assigned the students this post to read about the series. It’s an adaptation of a presentation I delivered last year at the Locating Media Industries conference in London. A primary goal of the conference was to consider how a “focus on locality can help ground our understanding of how media industries are actually inhabited and lived,” so my presentation covered the local conditions that made BOC possible starting in the 1960s and how those conditions changed to bring about its end in 1986. I’ve just tinkered with the text a bit and added a list of suggested clips at the start.


“Locating Beyond Our Control in South Bend”

Continue reading “History of TV Reading”

From BOC to FTT

I delivered a presentation this week for my department’s monthly Visual Cultures Workshop. This work emerged from my research into the origins of BOC, because in exploring the founding and evolution of WNDU, I stumbled across a parallel history of the origins of my own department, Film, Television, and Theatre. This was personally fascinating to me from the jump, and as I dug deeper, I found intriguing throughlines that connected BOC and FTT, particularly when it came to their respective relationships with WNDU and the vision for television that Father Hesburgh expressed upon the station’s dedication. Most of the FTT stuff likely won’t make it into the book, but I’ll probably pitch it to ND Magazine, since it’s a revealing slice of university and Arts & Letters history.

If you’d like to watch the narrated PowerPoint presentation, it’s embedded below. If you prefer an audio-only version, you can find it here (and from there you can download it via the down-arrow button on the top right). And if I talk too fast for you to keep up or you just favor text, you can read it here.

Because of some Zoom recording glitchiness, I cut out the clips from the video, except for at the end. If you want to see what I showed, I opened with three clips to help those not familiar with BOC understand the nature of its humor and production methods: one film-themed, one TV-themed, and one theatre-themed, in honor of FTT. The clip from the middle of the talk is an excerpt from “Donawho.” And I left in the ending clips, but the audio is faint; if you want to see them intact, you can see the original Hesburgh wraparounds here, and the final clip at the start of this (with all due apologies to those offended).

What’s in a Poop Sheet?

The header from the 1972-73 set of poop sheets

Just realized I haven’t posted in a while. A few holiday weeks off plus being buried in reading and taking notes from hundreds of documents will do that to a blog.

The documents I’m currently poring over were weekly single-page memos given the name “poop sheets” by BOC creator (and Army vet) Dave Williams, distributed to all company members across the 30ish weeks of the seasonal term. As to their function, Williams wrote at the start of the 1973-74 set: “Oftenstance, when an Achiever misses a meeting or goes into a 2-hour nod Thursday night at 7, he loses track of what the devil is going on. These weekly bulletins will help steer you in the paths of righteousness should you stray. Herein you will find announcements of meetings, special reminders, Success Hints!, typing errors, and oddments.”

Reading through these is a constant reminder of what a joy this project is for me, as both a historian and a human who is averse to boredom. In terms of the former, the poop sheets offer a treasure trove of information about each season, because Williams (and those who took over writing them after he died) meticulously detailed how things were progressing, from ad sales to production to publicity, such that you can trace out a distinctive narrative arc of progress across each season — well, usually more of a zig-zag than a neat arc. Williams describes at the end of the 1975-76 season that he used them to “congratulate, remind, philosophize, scold, amuse, announce and probably offend” as he tracked the company’s activities.

The sheets are also a tremendous testament to Williams’ ability to engage an audience stretching across the years from a 1970s teenager to a semi-senior academic fifty years later. His writing style is clever but never obtuse, and his humor is delightfully refined and silly in almost equal measure, with every sheet generating at least a few wry smiles and more than a few outright laughs. Just picking one example mostly at random from the first year’s set or I’ll never stop reading long enough to get this posted, Williams told the kids what to expect from their first attempt at selling commercial time: “Tempering somewhat that heady exhilaration which comes from walking into an Advertising Manager’s office and saying: ‘I represent WJA-TV…’ will be that magic moment when you are hurled bodily from that office with no contract” (December 11, 1967). He also skillfully highlighted well-known quotes, repeatedly using ones that seemed most germane, such as this passage written by Tom Wolfe presumably meant to point toward BOC’s love/hate relationship with the TV it ridiculed: “At the heart of every parody there is a gold ball of tribute. Even hostile parodies admit the target has a distinct voice.”

Most evidently, how much the show, the company, and the kids meant to Williams leaps off of every page, not least in the time he put into writing each sheet but most substantially in the stern yet forgiving ways in which he points out student failures. No matter how critical he was in describing how the season would be lost if the kids didn’t shape up, he was still always seeking to encourage, never to disparage. And because he was so witty, and so clearly on their side, he could call the kids out for unruly behavior without it coming across as mean-spirited, like when he wrote in March 1973 after an unproductive Saturday session: “Too much time spent on set-ups, and your little practical jokes … the cleverness of which would make you an absolute wow at any fifth grade party. (Have you tried the one where you pull the chair out from someone sitting down?).”

Williams concluded each season with a final parting thought, “much like the thoughtful mortician who checks to be sure the smile is firmly set on the corpse before he closes the lid,” he wrote in May 1976. Two years prior, he bid farewell to that season’s company with this: “It has been nearly a year since some of you walked into the interview room to face us, a recorder, a Polaroid camera and a bowl of cookies. And now, we’ve given you all that we have to give. We warned you that it would be fun, and we promised you that there would be tears, and we predicted the unpredictable. We scarred most of you psychologically … and some of you physically. We sweated, cursed, giggled, bled, threatened, apologized, sighed, cried and very nearly collapsed at times. And no one on the outside will ever understand what it’s like being on the inside.” Thanks to his prolific, expressive writing (and all the BOCers who preserved these sheets so we could read them today*), Dave Williams has at least helped me understand it a little bit.

If you’ve managed to read this far, you deserve a clip as a reward, so here’s one wherein its poop sheet apperance helped me better understand how Beyond Our Control was evolving aesthetically in the mid-1970s. In a February 1976 entry, Williams assesses a Saturday production session and laments a few sketches that were “good ideas perhaps dragged out beyond any reasonable length.” He then praises “Walsh’s Vegetables” in contrast, “with its terse, every-line-a-joke style and the visually-interesting mix of studio and film.” He continues that the lesson going forward for the show would be to produce “more short studio bits” and “more studio-film mixes and fewer long-winded pure studio bits.” I’ll have to look for how that worked in practice when I’m done with the documents and poring over video instead. In the meantime, please enjoy David Simkins as John Walsh, true vegetable lover, warning us about the sad state of endangered vegetable species. The sketch was directed by the teen David Sutton, and if you enjoy it, you have a way to reward the adult David Sutton, who became a pioneering pet photographer, author, songwriter, and builder of cigar box guitars and today could use some help.

*If you’d like to see a bunch of poop sheets, head to the BOC website and click on a season. If you want just one to see what they look like, check out the first one from the 1975-76 season. I’ll close this post out the way Williams did at the very end of that season’s poop sheets:

What’s in a Name?

The title for Beyond Our Control stemmed from the routine announcement when a logistical or technical difficulty arose, i.e. “Due to circumstances beyond our control,” something wasn’t going as planned. CBS News producer Fred Friendly titled his 1967 book about the failings of profit-driven broadcast journalism Due to Circumstances Beyond Our Control. . ., so the saying was surely top of mind when Dave Williams and his creative team of teenagers were devising in the fall of that year what BOC would be when it started airing in January 1968.

Before they settled on Beyond Our Control, though, and even apparently before they had settled on the creative mission to parody television, Williams wrote up a memo proposing guidelines for possible titles:

1967 memo: Possible Titles

I wish I could have been in the room (or in Dave Williams’ head) to learn how Beyond Our Control was chosen, but this memo gets us pretty close to the answer. A clever but not coy title that is easy to convey in publicity and raises connotations of a program offering the perspective of a spectator seeking to probe the motley sight of TV’s diversions, with an accent on the light and humorous? Beyond Our Control nailed it.

That title is also a generous gift to anyone (me) trying to analyze the meaning of everything behind the production. BOC was fundamentally about control — bestowing it upon teenagers, trusting them with it, contending with the consequences when they lost it. The “our” also signified creative ownership and empowerment while implicitly drawing lines that designated who stood beyond its boundaries. The fact that it could get beyond their control also signalled to viewers that they couldn’t predict what would appear on their TV screens next, and if they didn’t like that, well, they should take command of channel switching themselves.

Or maybe Dave Williams just thought it sounded cool? Who knows.

Happy Halloween, BOC Style!

The YouTube caption written by David Simkins about this 1975 sketch reads, “This is a parody of a hellaciously cheesy locally produced late-night monster movie show that aired briefly in South Bend. The original was called “Klara Kackle’s Kreepy Kauldron” and it was produced by a small time religious station. What you’ll see here is as close to the real thing as we could manage. We managed very well.” Simkins portrayed the titular host, Hanna Hag, and what he was parodying is described by Paul Gerard Kennedy on IMDb as “John Michaels as ‘Klara Kackel’ present[ing] movies on [WMSH]-TV Channel 46, South Bend, Indiana between 1974-1976. Klara was a man dressed up as a witch with a high-pitched gruff voice. She welcomed her ‘little dearies’ to the show tending a smoking, bubbling cauldron with rubber chickens sticking out of it. She stirred it with her broomstick while occasional rubber bats flew by.” As the thumbnail image here indicates in catching Simkins in the process of transforming into a werewolf (triggered by a particularly bright street lamp), the segment includes a few parodies of classic horror movies. See the Invisible Man eat dinner! (Only you won’t see him, of course.)

For more info about Klara Kackle’s Kreepy Kauldron, check out this post from the Classic Film and TV Café blog. You can also read about one boy’s brief in-person interaction with Klara Kackle here: “I must have been 4 or 5, and she was greeting fans at the local Goldblatt’s department store. When it was my turn in line, she looked me in the eye and laughed diabolically. I jumped back several feet and ran, never to come back.”

Sketch of the Moment

One of BOC’s most locally notable sketches was the “Golden Dome Heist,” which aired in 1980. Company members report that some South Benders actually believed it was a real news report, and they called into the station and even contacted the police for more information. “It sounds almost too incredible to be true,” indeed.

BOC’s own War of the Worlds scenario also reportedly got the attention of the FCC, which reminded the station that it was a regulatory violation to purport to break into regular programming with breaking news when it was in fact “fake news.” As ever, BOC was ahead of its time.

For the rest of time, I’ll think of Notre Dame as “a place where education is synonymous with learning.” Also, maybe when my book is out, the university will replace Mary at the top of the Dome with a giant-sized bust of Rita Moreno for just a few days to help me publicize it.

According to Tim Daugherty, who portrayed commenter Ralph R. Glunk, his character was based on WGN’s elder statesmen commenter Len O’Connor. News anchor Wendell Baker was played by Circus Szalewski (née Dennis Mooney), while the pawn shop scene featured Heidi Moser as Barbara Brambell, reporting live from Big Ben’s Big Barter Pawn Shop in Bremen and interviewing Ben Buchanan (alliteration fans, rejoice!), who was played by Daniel Waters.