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November 16, 2004

hey, well i hate you with a crush

At the question, “what do you get out of the use of feedback?” the monks answered, power.

I can’t fall asleep in perfect silence. I can’t even think in thick, bland, heavy silence. The hummm of my computer, the purrr of my cat, low-level tinnitus, all mixes harmoniously with the everconstant hiss of the city. It offers comforting, enhanced silence. So why wasn’t I contented with that, and got myself lured by these stupid much overhyped white noise machines? How naive can I get. Feedback brings me joy, turns me on and helps me think - I figured, white noise in the evening would do just the opposite, lull and cajole and and! it comes with this free white noise CD! for white noise on the go. Well it costed me a fortune, and the suspicious package got stucked for weeks at the customs, during which I whined impatiently to everyone – and when it finally arrived, it sucked, and it came with a special handling from hell, surplus invoice of 10$.

Morale of the story : none. All my dreams are crushed now, let’s go.

Posted by nathalie at November 16, 2004 4:45 PM

Comments

When I was a kid, I lived near a naval air station and my dad insisted on placing an electric fan in every room, and it’s only been recently that I’ve been able to fall asleep at night without the shrieks and booms of artillery plus some sort of low, droning background hum.

When we worked at Dell, They installed white noise (or was it pink noise? certainly not brown noise) generators in the ceiling to drown out the ambient sound pollution of the call center, which all of us to a man greeted with suspicion and dread, especially after Chris announced that he was leaving for Canada.

Posted by: jacob on November 16, 2004 5:16 PM

Hey, I told them if they installed white noise machines in the ceiling, I’d move to Canada. They called my bluff.

Posted by: chris on November 16, 2004 9:31 PM