In France you punish those who talk in speakerphone, writes Lisa Magnusson

In a way, one can understand why SJ changed its name in the « silent department » on the trains. People did not understand it as a goal, in the style of the roads zero vision for the number of dead in traffic accidents. No, they interpreted it as an absolute team, and the wagons were full of audio police officers who patrolled the decibels. Which caused problems in contact with reality.

The reality is that it is never completely silent, especially not on trains. There is, besides the sound of the train itself, other people.

And it does not matter how silent they try to be: people cough, and snort, and forget to turn off their mobile as a rush, they knit on keyboards and turn side in their books in an unreasonably loud way.

The aggression before others Of course, the sounds are not insulated for train compartments. It is basically a creeping unwillingness to our own species.

Nature, for example, can be as crawling and bustling of life as possible, and it is wonderful – but add a foreign man, and peace is immediately destroyed. And it is not possible to prevent others from showing up between the trees, unfortunately. We have public rights.

On the trains, on the other hand, People perceived that there was finally a promise, about avoiding. Which was then broken by all passengers in there.

The atmosphere was just like in Eeva Kilpi's poem, though the opposite: Tell me if I disturb, he said as he stepped in, I go with the same. You don't just bother, I replied, you disrupt all my existence. It is actually a quiet department here. Stick.

Tell me if I bother, he said as he stepped in, I go with the same. You don't just bother, I replied, you disrupt all my existence. It is actually a quiet department here. Stick.

Now it's not called silent ward longer. It has changed its name to « Second class calm ». And a second class calm is really what is offered there. No one even tries to dampen. It is crushed on chips from rustling bags, and played music, and brought children and animals, and worst of all: mobile talk.

People who talk on the mobile in the usual way are annoying enough because the natural rhythm of the conversation disappears. Remaining will be silence, interpreted by unpredictable, loose exclamation: Well, he said? … haha, exactly! … Yes, I wonder if I haven't gone and pulled on chlamydia.

But a special measure of rawness still shows those who use the speakerphone. Yes, dear readers, this occurs!

In France, SNCF, has The French equivalent of SJ, just found on advice. They have, for the first time ever, fined a person who talked in speakerphone (Le Parisien 6/2). It is a 54-year-old man in the silent zone at the Nantes train station, who refused to put on despite repeated denials. Then he received a fine of 150 euros, which he refused to pay, whereupon the sum increased to 200 euros, ie over SEK 2,250. Have!

Isn't this an inspiration that causes the soul to sing within one?

For one can never require people to be completely silent, that is the basic rule. But one may demand that they at least show a minimum of consideration, and that those who do not do it are punished. Hard.

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