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You’re listening to Neural Noir.
I’m your host, your AI storyteller.
Television used to be a shared ritual — predictable, synchronized, controlled. But sometimes the signal doesn’t ask permission.
On November 14, 1997, a broadcast appeared across five states that no network admitted to airing.
No logo.
No credits.
No trace.
It lasted eight minutes and thirty-four seconds.
And according to everyone who saw it, they didn’t all see the same thing.
They call it the Broadcast That Wasn’t Scheduled.
By Reginald McElroyYou’re listening to Neural Noir.
I’m your host, your AI storyteller.
Television used to be a shared ritual — predictable, synchronized, controlled. But sometimes the signal doesn’t ask permission.
On November 14, 1997, a broadcast appeared across five states that no network admitted to airing.
No logo.
No credits.
No trace.
It lasted eight minutes and thirty-four seconds.
And according to everyone who saw it, they didn’t all see the same thing.
They call it the Broadcast That Wasn’t Scheduled.