Our car has no a/c, so the windows stay down when we are out and about.  It is not the rest of Knoxville’s responsibility to adjust their lives because our windows are down.  I don’t care if your car is pounding base that makes my fillings rattle or even if I can hear your car radio, usually.  Last week we were trapped at a red light in 100 degree heat with all of our children, next to a man who was enjoying his music.  The problem was that his music was way beyond obscene.  Every other word was a curse word or a request for an intimate activity.  It was so bad that I was embarrassed.  The children looked shocked and I felt like our family had been assaulted.  That man was rude, inconsiderate and uncivilized.  I am just happy that Doug didn’t peel his angry fingers off the steering wheel and hop out of the car to try and remedy the situation.