Somewhere in my neighborhood, right now, a man is committing a vile crime against the community, singing in what sounds like Tagalog to accordion music blaring from a karaoke machine. This, in and of itself, is not the crime. The outrage is that his rig is loud, and his singing is very, very, very bad. He is enthusiastic, but sounds as if he is both drunk and severely wounded. It’s more of an ululating howl accompanied by music. If, after tonight’s posts, I am not heard from again, it is because I have done the Right Thing for the community and violently silenced him, resulting in my incarceration.