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Oh, What Smashingly Fun!

yell! (lets) and smash! potsandstomp!
about &yellmore and afterall its only
nearly midnight whatatime for a party
if youre selfish&stupid & upstairs

Brought to you by the very annoyed ghost of e.e. cummings, who was having such a nice quiet evening with me until just now…

UPDATE a few hours later:

better yet, what’s a party, huh?
if there’s nobody yelling, 이씨빨놈아!
alone in their mindly world, like the loony
&mannerless 아저씨 goes, do you get me?
what loneliness, everything i but no your,
what driveling cares and uncares and wherefore.

Yes, of all the things I am supposed to have learned in Korea, the “Just shut up and put up with whatever shit other people do, even when it annoys the piss out of you,” isn’t sticking. I’m trying to be patient, but you know, an hour of sustained yelling by more than one idiot, starting after midnight, is enough to make me see red. Do these men upstairs really imagine nobody can hear them, nobody is disturbed by this shit? Or is it that they just lack the imagination to realize there exist people outside their range of vision who might be thus disturbed?

I went to the door to ring the bell and request quiet, but when I got there, I heard some pretty vicious yelling and slurred speech. I think tomorrow I shall visit and express my annoyance since this isn’t the first time, but visiting tonight seemed like a very bad idea… though I was so annoyed I almost reached out and rang that doorbell anyway.

They’re still at it, though. Inconsiderate bastards.

UPDATE 2: I’ve got it! What we need is the equivalent of a dogwhistle for morons. You know, a whistle only morons can hear, and when they act like bastards, we can blow it and hurt their ears? I only wish such a thing were possible. In lieu of that, I’m thinking of it wouldn’ve been wise if, months ago, I could have simply gotten shelving set up so that, when needed, I could blast the people upstairs with John Zorn’s blisteringly noisy Naked City album at full blast for a while. I bet that would have shut them up. Or, hey, why not hypnotize them with some minimalist classics?

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