Festigrève

How noisy our existence is! The noise of cash-printing machines artificially pumping up economic growth. The noise of the polished shoes of high dignitaries striking the asphalt of our life-less sidewalks. The noise of a few mouths stuffing themselves while we make do with the growling of our stomachs. Noise, noise. Noise so loud we can’t even hear ourselves think anymore. But our decibels are different. The overdriven mic of…