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November 2020 . . . .
“Static”
I try not to spend too much time ruminating over what crosses my news radar. I exist with a combination of exhaustion and tinnitus — where my emotional ear just can’t listen to all the yelling anymore. Yes, it could be said that I have become a slack bastard, no longer fully and appropriately connected with the minutiae. You’ll get no apology from me for that. It’s a noisy world, seemingly even more so than when I was younger, I think, and much of it is so because there are so very many microphones and each one is attached to so many speakers to pass on the noise.
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