Self-righteous assholes

Fucking Hypocritics!

So my neighbors catch the wife outside in front the other day, you know, doing some yardwork,
the whole 'hi neighbor', like I give a crap thing. And the lady next door, so sick and sweet
in presentation it could make you puke from the bullshit you are forced to ingest, says to her
'It would be really nice if you could keep your kids quiet when it gets late. You know, 7 8
o'clock and we are getting ready to settle down, and it would be nice if your children were
not so noisy'.

OK, I single quote, I paraphrase, because I was not actually there, but I have known my wife
for a while now, and I appreciate her perspective, so....regardless of the actual words, this
is what was said.

My first reaction....fuck you! My kids are 3 and 7 years old and rarely have friends over at
the late, late hours of 7 or 8 o'clock at night, so....again....fuck you! How much noise
could they really make? What about your teenage daughters being dropped off at 11, 12 or even 1 AM by the car with the rap sound system blaring in the driveway? Well, ok, that's music, so
I suppose it's forgiven. What about the car that comes to pick up the same girls in the
morning for school, at 6:30 AM, with the same music blaring, but adding the symphony of the
car horn to awaken the poor sleepy child, not yet ready to face the day.

Well guess what? Neither was I! It was fucking 6:30 and I was enjoying the peace and quiet
that I have BEFORE my family wakes up and shakes up the day.

So now, right now, the kicker. It is 8:15PM on a Tuesday and I am listening to the lawnmower
in the front yard next door. OMG! The absolute nerve. Of course, I will hold my tongue and
keep to myself, and resist the temptation to go next door and shove his left foot underneath
the goddamn thing just to prove a point. I cannot tell you how annoyed I am. So apparently,
blasting music, car horns and lawnmowers are ok during 'off' hours, but giggling and sometimes
exuberant joy from a 3 or 7 yr old boy is not.

We live in a world of white noise, where people don't understand the difference between the
sounds of life and the sound of existence. One is joy, the other necessity or at worse,
desperation. But we ignore, accept and even come to appreciate the white noise and find
living sounds disruptive.

I am currently so irritated with the neighbors. I certainly hope they never approach me on the
subject, because I am not the 'hold back' guy. I am the guy that purposefully went and
changed into my scrub pants with a hole in the crotch to greet the two female Jehovah
witnesses at my door. I am the asshole that will fill your world with negativity and never
mean a word. And if those fucks ever talk to me about the noise my children make at night, I
will certainly reveal my true dickishness in the extreme.

What a couple of fucking uptight, self-righteous, arrogant, upper-middle class, better than
you, shit don't stink, my kids are 'mature' (cause I'm an old fuck) hypocrites. I hope more
than anything in life, that I will never move to be more like them.

Later-E