Jus' Noise

"But how did you get all those scars on your forehead, your nose and your cheeks?"
"It's a wonder we ain't all dead."
"You can't control yourselves?"
"You identify with those Afrikans who got free rides as slaves on boats to the Americas?"
"Of course."
"Then you know that back in the bush-country we wuz taught to always make lots of noise 'cause if you suddenly turned and somebody was standing next to you and you hadn't heard 'em come up, they could be an evil spirit that had slipped up on you."
"So . . ?"
"For example, when I first got to the United States, I was always going to a hospital."
"You got some disease?"
"I jus' ain't used to people not making a lot of noise -- and other people don' make a lot of unnecessary noise like we do.  We jus' open our mouth and anythang might come out."
"Like that screaming crap they call music that they play at fast-food places?  Makes you wanna shout, 'Go off some place and die with your whining for love!'"
"I was looking up at this tall building and out of the corner of my eye I saw this guy standing beside me and looking at me as if wondering what I was looking at.  I hadn't heard him come up and I jumped through a store-front window, woke up in a hospital.  It's scary, can make you walk around with strange expressions on your face."
"So that's why so many of our people walk around looking puzzled, lost, or angry?"
"Not always . . . some peoples is jus' ugly."
"And wanting everybody to hear them talking loud over those cell-pnones."
"Jus' noise."
"Like Muslim terrorists screaming, 'Kill all Americans and Jews!' while calling themselves righteous people?"
"Jus' noise."