In Vancouver’s Westend:
I hope you are well and still fighting the good fight! Do you know of any progress being made at City Hall towards restricting the use of lawn mowers? These noise machines are so uncivilised that I find it hard to understand at times that they are still permitted at all. But then, the same people who permit these cacophonous lawn mowers also allow Harley Davidsons, car alarms, and and and...
A bunch of thick‑skinned, uncaring, unprincipled opportunists. And most managers, at least in my area, seem to be lacking even a thin veneer of civilised consideration; they seem to delight in creating noise and disturbing the neighbourhood. I suspect that some of them are so primitive in their emotions and sentiments that they feel "empowered" when they run their roaring machines. Some of these brutal barbarians are now using pressure washers [in lieu of leaf-blowers] to get rid of the few leaves on the sidewalks!
In Albany, New York:
After almost twenty-two years, I gave up on living in the city of Albany for an indefinite time due to proliferating and unchecked noise pollution from too‑loud vehicles (tail-pipes, amplified "music", needless horn blowing, and needless squealing of tires when accelerating).
I hope that the damned noise polluters are happy now. I gave up. I gave in and moved away to a much, much quieter setting. I surrendered rather than try to waste further time in a maddening, futile, frustrating, protracted effort to get noise‑polluting vehicles off the road, and the offenders punished and fined. I hope they're glad that I am having to pay seven THOUSAND dollars in extra money for each full year for additional rental and utility costs.
And I am angry about that. Angry that peace and quiet is apparently wrongly a privilege rather than a right, and that it has to take plenty of extra money for that "privilege."