It really struck me today as I was standing waiting for the lights to change at the corner of George & Market Streets, in the heart of Sydney, just how much noise you have to contend with in a big city. It's no wonder that most of us would discover, given a quiet enough space, that we have a background level of tinnitus. Today's assualt was courtesy of a busker with an electric guitar and an amplifier turned up waaaaay too loud on one corner, and a Christian Evangelist with a bullhorn on the other. The evening train ride home is often a deafening exercise, with too loud train announcements that sometimes run over the top of each other and trains that screech their way through the underground tunnels of the city stations.
Seriously, it all needs to just SHUT THE F*CK UP!
OK, better now.