It took me a while to get it right. O-fei-bea with the beat on “fei,” which sounds like “fay.” I practiced in the car.Felix Contreras, Yuki Noguchi, Neda Ulaby
Such beautiful, musical names, they almost ask to be sung.
National Public Radio hosts, reporters and commentators have long been Smith, Clark, and Brown, with respectiable representation by the likes of Shapiro, Hargerty and Mondello. The outlier exceptions were striking: Sylvia Poggioli, who pronounces her name like she’s savoring a dish of orchietto en brodo, and the Transylvanian-tongued poet, Andrei Codrescu.
Over the past decade, however, public radio had treated us to a dulcet explosion of diversity:Meghna Chakrabarti, Maria Hinojosa, Madalit del Barco
A generation ago, Meghna would probably have chosen to be Meg and Mandalit might have opted for Mandy. No more. There are fewer nicknames and less lopping off the “extra” syllable. Anglicizing is out and sign-offs are often delivered with pronunciation authentic to the ethnic source.
Lourdes Garcia-Navarro, Lakshmi Singh, Shankar Vedantam, Soraya Sahrhaddi Nelson
This is as it should be on television and the rest of the radio dial, too, because this is what you get when you assemble a random assortment of American names.
Barack Obama, for goodness sake!