Children at Play

I fucking hate the summertime in the Pacific Northwest. Few of us have air-conditioning in our homes because the rare high(ish) temperatures do not warrant it. Instead, we open our windows.

And what do we hear?

Potlucks, picnics, and summer vacation. Children at play. The bounding terrified sound of hoarse hollers while running. Threatening games of tag, sudden screams of pain. Their bloody fucking laughter.

I resent that there are communities for senior living, but no communities specifically set up for adults of all ages who simply hate children. I resent that there are happy assholes who are charmed by the sounds of children at play and claim to feel emotionally improved by the intrusive sounds of youngsters shouting.

Shut those little bastards up!!!