when He hates the same people you do.
I'm going slightly crazy. Somebody somewhere on the street behind is playing music (I think that's what it's supposed to be) and my kitchen has been filled with boompah boompah boom boom thump boompah boom pause boompah thump thump, repeat, for over three hours now. I can hear nothing but bass. It's maddening. I'm ready to kill someone.
Turning on my own noise doesn't help. The boompah thump boom reverberates in my chest no matter what else I'm hearing, like when the bass drum passes you on the street during a parade.