Sometimes quiet is very good...

I once subscribed to Foreign Affairs Journal, a fine piece of work, and one of the nicest things was that I could tear out the advertising pages since they were on both sides of a page, and have only the information I needed left and I could then read it from cover to cover. You want thirty minutes of evening news, seems you have to watch for over an hour, the remainder of the time is advertising of things to buy, things to come, really. I loved listening to FM radio back in the day, seems they had no commercial sponsors that would interrupt the flow of music, that was lovely. You can't get that now. So for quiet I must go jogging down the road, without an iPod and headset, just me in my mind, there is quiet there save for the ragged breathing.