Just as good the second time around! This book is witty, relevant, and a little scary with how accurately Delillo exposes the fallacy of believing you alone possess a unique set of neuroses. Using an extremely modern, or post-modern family as his subject, he shows how technology's omnipresence has affected our ability to discern fact from fiction, all the way from infancy to death, by providing a constant stream of information and misinformation; and while each character faces their own philosophical, psychological, or metaphysical issue unique to themselves, they are all connected by this white noise of perpetually streaming data.
As I am reading up on Hinduism at the same time that I read this book, I have noticed a parallel between the "white noise" and the Hindu concept of Brahman. Whereas the sum of each person's ideas, thoughts, neuroses, phobias, etc., could be said to be their atman (or soul), the white noise of constant information, which helps germinate and shape our ideas and phobias, could be likened to Brahman, which is the infinite and interconnected everything that gives rise to space, time, matter and atman. This was probably not a conscious effort of Delillo's, but this is my unique misinterpretation of the information I perceived.