blow me

I can't think of any piece of equipment that I like less than a leaf blower. Could anything better exemplify the typical American? Loud, obnoxious, serving no real purpose, the ultimate in lazy?

I swear that, pound for pound, the leaf blower is noisier than any other gas-powered or electric device. And for what? To scuttle bits of yard debris from one spot to another? And this works better than a broom because...?

This morning my walk from one building to another took me past a university student worker who was casually sweeping (what an ironic word) the loathsome machine from side to side, causing bits of freshly cut grass to dance about. Aside from the clamor of the blower distrubing what was otherwise a beautiful morning, it was obvious that this worker wasn't going to change her pattern of blowing and I had to change my route or risk becoming a magnet for grass clippings.

As much as I dislike the leaf blower, I think that people who use the damnable machines are equally despicable.