from the glacier

I was wondering, is there anything worse than being subjected to piped-in radio music while being stuck at work? First, I'm stuck at work. That's bad. Secondly, there is K-Billy's Super Sounds of the Seventies lightly echoing in my ears. That's bad enough to contemplate suicide. Enough is enough, on Saturdays I get to take back control of the audio. I can put CDs on the computer and try to drown out the noise. (Saturdays only, because I am the only one here 'working' . . . flying solo). Nothing like Bob Seger singing over Mozart. . .

I did get to thinking about noise pollution. Ever notice how there is always piped in music wherever you go? I have it at work. Every store I go to, whether grocery or otherwise. Every restaurant. (Sadly, even most modern Masses have continual noise [prayers out loud as opposed to silent, constant bad music, etc.]) Where can we get some silence? In high school I used to drive out to the desert (sometimes with my now brother-in-law) just to escape from the clatter of modern living. I wonder if there is something that is destroyed in man by having neither silence nor darkness. Maybe this makes us more distractable, as our attentions are always diverted. That can't be too good of a thing.