Thursday, March 03, 2005

I love it.

The New England equivalent would be that you move into the picturesque small town with the white clapboard church. The church has a churchbell which rings every hour on the hour, and has been doing this for, oh say, the last 200 years. You're not into it as(choose any or all of the following): you're an atheist, it disturbs your quiet (which is why you moved out of the city in the first place, right - to get some peace and quiet?), your little angels can't sleep at night because of it. So, what to do? Give yourself time to get adjusted to it? Of course not. You're a property owner; you've got rights. You contact the zoning board and file a petition to ban the Church from sounding its bell, as it's noise pollution.

And so it goes.

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