Detecting Sound

Radar could hear the choppers delivering the wounded to the MASH Unit in the Korean War. He had that sense.

Old timers on the trail west could put their ear to the ground and hear the hooves of approaching horses, be them friend or foe.

What do I hear?

I hear the chatter of distant cyber antics. I hear the past and the present.  I mean the future.  I mean the present.  Those two just won’t stay still.

I also hear the fan running.