the sound of silence

I will never fathom the dire need for people to incessantly talk. Its like an obsessive compulsion whereby they just HAVE TO TALK……..say something, anything, never mind even if it’s the most ludicrous statement….never mind that what comes out from that mouth is compleeeetely ……….DUMB….. the verbal catharsis must go on. Why is it that people find silence such a grappling concept to get their heads around? I’m not saying that talking is wrong or anything like.It’s just that when people subject you to conversations about ….you know things like….
‘Why the ketchup seems redder today than it did yesterday’ or they tend to state the OBVIOUS (we’re talking like in your face-Gee you don’t say-kinda obvious).
I mean fine…ONE comment about the hyperaemic tomato sauce is enough but when they launch into a whole discourse about it …..you’re like …what the hell are you on about??? To top it off…they expect input from you….like what do you want me to say????…..All you can do is smile and nod politely in stoic endurance of the matter/cut to the scene inside your head where you’re thinking ‘I’m in the Twilight Zone here.Okayyyy if its redder, its REDDER….so long as it doesn’t taste bad …suck it up and deal with it!!!!’
Its rather fascinating sometimes to watch how twitchy or how nervous some people get at dinner when a wave of silence washes over us. They’re eyes begin to dart all over the place, in hope that someone will say something….anything….fart even… so that may serve as stimuli for the gab to ensue. Eventually someone does piss on the silence and everyone can finally stop holding their breath. And once again mindless chatter drowns out the golden silence.
People always say that silence is awkward…..if you ask me….we are the ones who are the walking maladroits…silence merely amplifies that fact ;)