I just want everyone to get along.
So it has been extremely hard for me as our neighborhood battles an extremely loud and obnoxious club near our block that has consistently kept us up on weekend nights.
It all came to a head Saturday. In retaliation for picketing outside his club yesterday morning, the clubowner screamed at us “If you don’t like it, move!” and must have also instructed the DJ to pump up the music even more than usual. It was excrutiating.
On these sleepless nights, and especially at 2 a.m. this morning, I lay in bed thinking very hard about karma. The clubowner conveniently lives in another part of the city. I am a law-abiding citizen, so sweet revenge is not an option.
The irony is that I can be arrested for TP-ing (toiletpapering for the Singaporeans reading this) his house, but the cops can do nothing about the public nuisance loud music that is breaking all noise ordinances in the city.
So I imagine all kinds of things that can happen to someone as vile as that. Maybe his next-door neighbor will open a drum studio. Maybe he gets reincarnated as an electron tube in an amplifier. Maybe a band called Lawnmower plays nightly in the bar across his street.
I want to believe it. What goes around, has got to come around.
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