Leafblowers Blowing Nothing: Noise as a form of Assault

This was what started my 'radical rants' several years ago and caused me to start penning my 'pet hates' (none of my hatred is petty btw): leafblowers and their demented users. I have already laid out the retardation inherent within a leafblower nevermind the actual practice of using one as compared let's say to using hand tools and your own steam. If there is one enduring symbol of man's decline (from the harmonious aborigine) I would say that it could well be the leafblower for its violence, its mind-destroying noise, and its general ineptitude as compared with a brush. It is an enduring symbol because that is the trajectory upon which your whole economic (dare I say it 'existential') outlook is based: overtaking the human by forcing power tools (that destroy the Earth and the bodymind powerfully) and not convivial tools (that do not force or pollute or destroy but enable, conjoin, and confer) upon you. This is the reality of a system of 'Progress' that seeks to improve the unimproveable, that seeks to measure the immeasurable, that seeks to value the invaluable: regression. Noise is a form of assault esp. if its is forced upon you without you seeing it coming. It is one of the principle contributory factors in mental illness, the noise that surrounds and penetrates us on a daily basis, legally. But noise, like rape, should not be legal. And so, this young man, dressed in his oompa loompa jumpsuit, with his ear protectors on, oblivious to the violence he is causing to others via this hellish noise, blowing nothing (and knowing that he is blowing nothing and that they are people who actually have to leave the platform because of the distress the noise is causing), is nothing more than another of society's legalized violators, who violate the Earth with their power (violent) tools and rape the  minds of others because clearly they have a problem with brushes and with peace.




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  1. Dom Quinto, used the leaf blower to rake it it in.

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