From the day
Perspective: The Anxious Local · Sound
The heavy bass from Beyoncé’s "Baby Boy" thumps through the thin walls of my apartment, nearly drowning out the frantic radio reports about Saudi opposition movements that have me constantly checking the locks. I can’t stop looking over my shoulder at the grocery store, especially when I saw the price of a single loaf of bread hit **$1.03** this morning. I messaged my peeps on AIM to see if they’re as rattled by the news as I am, but everyone is too distracted by the new Skype thing or their robotic toys. The world feels like it’s vibrating with a tension I can’t quite name, underlined by the screech of dial-up and the rising cost of surviving another week.