On the Obnoxiousness of Noise

While the race to make more stuff with which to fill ever more landfills rages on no one notices the incessant noise of it all. The consumption of everything seems to get louder by the hour. More planes carrying more people take off and land closer and closer together. Two-wheeled fossil fuel burners are as decibel-driven as their ancient forefathers of a century past. Talkers, fueled with ever more booze and dope, raise voices that stumble with inarticulate drivel. From across the wide boulevard I hear the latest Pepsi ad blare from a neighbor’s television.