When I lived in L.A., our apartment was on the flightpath of Burbank airport in one direction and my office/studio was in the flightpath on the other direction. It didn’t kill me. It didn’t even hurt me. After a few days, it just became part of life. All it did was make us have to re-take anything that was recorded if a plane flew over.

And this “it hurts autistic people” thing is silly. As if there aren’t a huge number of places you can live in cities that aren’t on the airport flightpath.

Later, I lived in South Gate, CA, which is another part of L.A. we were on the flight path of the Zeppelin NT, which was just about as loud as the jets, except it flew over really slowly and pretty low (you have never seen anything that big in the sky if you haven’t seen it). I’m guessing Drag here would rant and rave about that too.

And then there were the police helicopters and the traffic helicopters that flew overhead wherever you were in the city. Fuck the police helicopters, but the traffic helicopters are pretty damn necessary until we eliminate the car problem.

Anyway, if you live somewhere with an airport where rich people keep flying in and out, you live in a place that’s already pretty damn noisy without any aircraft being involved. We call them cities. If you can’t take excessive noise, you shouldn’t live in one.