did i mention before how much i hate fucking leaf blowers? they are a clear indicator, among myriad indicators, of a culture longing for and predicated upon and destined for collapse.
on my way to the library (hot a a greenhouse) i see 6 leaf blowers, a bulldozer, and one red plastic rake for one apartment complex and parking garage. on the way past the school a leaf blower in a fury of sound and leaves blows smoke and dust in my face. this civilization is not just ready to blow, it's blowing.