A mystery buzzing noise is driving people mad on a Sudbury estate.

Residents of the Springlands area are demanding to know what is creating the torturous sound dominating their lives – and for someone to switch it off.
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“It sounds just like a stereo speaker with the volume turned up but no music playing – and it’s relentless,” [said Bradley Smith, Sudbury’s community warden].

In other news, God has finally gotten around to reading White Noise, the 1985 postmodernist classic by Don DeLillo.

“It was better than I thought it was going to be,” admitted Yahweh, clutching a dog-eared copy of the National Book Award–winning novel, in which an ‘airborne toxic event’ serves as a stand-in for the constant barrage of media to which the modern Western individual is subject.  He went on to criticize the dialogue as “stilted” but ratified the portrayal of contemporary consumer-driven life, an abyss in which the semiotics of human affairs are distorted and drained of meaning, leaving only a kind of ‘white noise’ in their wake.

The next book on His list is alleged to be Infinite Jest, the 1100-page David Foster Wallace magnum opus in which a futuristic world suffers the advent of a film so entertaining that it instantly reduces anyone catching a glimpse of it to a salivating braindead shell of themselves.

Informed of the plot of Infinite Jest, Sudbury community warden Bradley Smith said simply, “Bollocks.”

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