For some traditional reason that I'm sure we once explained to each other, the wife and I listen to CJBC one night each year -- 12/24 Christmas Eve. We have a white fake tree with all blue decorations plus a Menorah blinking in the front window, and we wrap gifts, have a sip of egg nog, find any old house of worship with the lights on and attend, maybe finish the bottle of nog, enjoy the music, and try to make out what the station is talking about.
One year, the hosts of the 7-midnight fare that eve were two gals who might've been doing a remote from a hotel lobby. The pair seemed to be getting more and more blasted on cognac with every passing song they played. Progressively longer intervals of giggles and giddiness followed every song. (And a thunderous on-air female belch in French is not as dignified or as delicate as many people might believe).
In any case, what is a 50,000,000-watt omnidirectional station in Toronto doing, still broadcasting in French? The last I saw from the ratings was that they had like a 1.4 share with that huge signal, in a market that does not have a sizable French-speaking population. What a waste of that much wattage. It's in the wrong province.
(On a DX note, we once managed to null CJBC on a portable, using two external antennas which all wound up with some wicked cardioid vacuum, so we could ID the English speaking station in the back was, nibbling away at CJBC from time to time. It turned out to be WAMO from Pittsburgh)