Speak now or forever hold your peace or not.

Internet cafes, queues, theatres, concerts, public transit, gyms. These are the fortunate places, where some people choose to express themselves freely. It is in these places of quiet, that they choose to be loud. Loud enough that others may hear. Loud enough to be rude, loud enough to not care. Loud enough to divulge their morbid day details in sequence. Loud enough to reveal them as exciting, loud enough to detail the re-invention of the wheel, loud enough to reveal secrets and resuscitate month old gossip, loud enough to divulge inane international or domestic news verbatim, loud enough to inform us of their bedroom secrets, their teenage angst, their latest pop, rap, rock  diva's juvenile delinquency, their extreme libido or partner's/friends lack thereof. They crave to let us know that they are informed of what little is out there. Enough to let us know they are aware, that they are not alone and scared in this big bad world.

I believe that people who talk loudly in public places excluding of course duly appointed public expression locations such as environmental pro-green protests, Global summits, Football and Hockey stadiums, sports bars have nothing to say or very little runs through their little minds. They have not been paid the equal of my annual salary to express themselves for these brief loud moments as exuberant public/motivational speakers, they are not fighting to uphold a major right (eg. the right to party), they are not here proclaiming the discovery of a new theory or of a mutated life form on the quickly aging bristle of their toothbrush.

They are just fearful of being unheard, of being belittled, of being lost to this life. They choose to raise the ante, to raise their voice, to talk louder. If this were not the case they would talk within the confines of their homes, over the phone, hiss softly if expressing themselves in public, I have actually seen that happen. People do carry whole conversations in whispered tones on the bus and that too over their cellphones with nary an ill disturbed eardrum within that confined space.
I do feel sorry for loud talkers/vocal exhibitionists but ever so little. It annoys me, loud public conversation.

They would if they were not insecure, have talked within a reasonable tone here. Here in these most public of places they would have been considerate.

Choose to say whatever it is that pleases you, but mind us quiet gnomes, carrying out our minuscule lives, quiet as worker ants; we run about in such quiet disquietude . We may not wish to hear the ritual of your lives, even if you do choose to disclose it megaphone style. But do be careful. Someday it may be that pitch in your throat, that pushes the cro-magnon ape sitting next to you, over the edge.
And then things, thing may really get loud.
Peace.