Jeez. Can’t complain about the jet engine racket emanating from Luke Air Force Base this morning. Nope.
Over on the opposite side of the Valley, we have the vast commercial airport locally known as Sky Harbor. Passenger and cargo jets roar in and out of there pretty much nonstop. It’s 9 in the morning, and the eastside sky has been blasting away since before dawn.
ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR R-R-R-R-RO-O-O-O-O-A-A-A-R!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep: nonstop.
What a place!
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If my son didn’t live here and if I could afford to move, where would I go?
Dunno: Mars, maybe?
Not many choices, really. As a species, humans are addicted to loud, constant noise. So I kinda doubt you could find anyplace on the globe — short of deepest Antarctica — where peace and quiet are staples.
Hmmm…. How d’you suppose the cave men generated the kind of racket native to humans? Sat around the campfire and howled, maybe?
What does a baying great ape sound like, anyway?
Oh! I know!!! Like this:
R-R-R-O-O-O-O-O-O-A-A-A-R-R!!!!!
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