wailing

That wailing sound you hear drifting across the Atlantic are the cries of climate activists as London weighs a big step away from net-zero insanity.

Tick the paddle shifter, the wailing revs slip slightly—a kind of warble—then head through the roof again.

The song is soft, with a distant, wailing sax peeking in for a brief moment among drum lines.

“We heard wailing like screaming in terror,” the woman said, saying the screams were a “type of guttural wailing you don’t really forget.”

Agnes’ wailing — I could do that right now in front of you.