Honestly, it's the noise of leaf blowers that bothers me more than their use fossil fuels. Now, at 2 p.m. on a warm and cloudy Saturday afternoon, one of only two days a week I don't spend in the office, a lawn crew with several leaf blowers is blowing the leaves off my neighbors' lawn, in anticipation no doubt of returning in a week, when more leaves have fallen. The noise penetrates the walls of my house. Outside the noise is a roar. The noise wears on me, makes me tense, makes me unhappy. It forces me to spend Saturday afternoon indoors. It is essentially an infringement on my freedom.
If it's true that "your freedom ends where my nose begins," why isn't equally true that your freedom to use noisy disruptive machines ends where my ears begin?
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