We are surrounded.

I am evolving into a creature who has constant ringing that is so loud it cannot escape.  My children, from now on will be born with screeching and shrieking in their heads.  They will love it.  It is called gene screech by scientists.
Stupid, I know, but that is all that will come out of my brain, drivel.

And so I will write no more.  I am, overall, in the worst shape I have ever been.  It is extremely loud and almost never drops back.  I shouldn't use the word extreme because I will need a new descriptor next week or in a couple of days.  It is mucho awful, ladies and germs.  I need Marine Corps General Chesty Puller's attitude, I am surrounded with noise, my problems are simplified.  And in a way that is true.  With it being everywhere and constantly crappy, I do know better where I stand.  WWCPD?
 I shall channel him and find out.  I will return when I know what he would do. 
Semper Fi!  Ooh Rah!   $#@#$%^&*)(*&^%$#@!