Twisting in the Wind

I just returned from a quick road trip out of town to attend the funeral of a family member (who will be sorely missed) and during the drive to and from Indianapolis where the services were held, I drove past a swath of wind turbines. These contraptions, frankly, frighten me. I don't know what it is about them that creeps me out. Maybe it's their size; I don't know. If I had to live in an area where wind turbines were used and I was forced to watch those huge blades twisting (often slowly) in the wind, I'd probably go insane. I'm sure they're doing good things for the environment, but they're mucho creepy.