Music no more

I have been alive for nearly fifty years. In this time I have listened to countless concerts. Gone to parks where Hispanics have held their cultural days as well as cowboy days since I am in the southwest. And Indian cultural days.

Not to long ago I was sitting in the traffic when a nice young man pulled up with his music blaring. The base was ripping through my mind and body. I felt a dark need to get out and crush his skull. I did not of course but I was struck by how this base music can cause such an up roar in my being.

Today my new neighbor has played his mexican music continually day after day. Always during the day. He will not turn it down, I asked him to. So the music blares on. We have lived here for ten years and never had such a nosier neighbor. Disrespect comes to mind. I could place my speakers outside and do to him what he is doing to us. I have not.

I know some will think 'geez it's just music get over yourself'. But others know what I am talking about. Here is a guy who moves into the neighborhood. And he turns on the truck stereo.

The base dives through the walls of the house like birds soaring through an open window. I can nor more make him stop his music than he can make me stop writing about him. The daily tirade goes on. Good news, I only work three days a week. Bad news, the weekends are when I work, so he is here playing the music, loud proud and Mexican music.  We can't understand the words but I can tell you I have had it. If he were playing rock I would still be pissed off.
When we speak of terror this means anyone who terrorizes another. We claim to be free, but how free are we when we let others disrupt our peace?  We sell headphones for a reason. I-pods by the millions. The reason? So we you and I do not need to hear each others music. Unless we want to. So essentially this neighbor is infringing on my right to peace and quiet.