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My real point is this. I lived in some apartments on the north east side of Chicago. Every one there had a problem with some one else. The big amazon woman in the high heals the cross dressing couple the kids at the play ground the newly weds who could hardly not make out the old man that talked loud the mexican guys who grilled on the balcony the fat slut who had guys over all the time the guy who took his tuba with him a couple of times a week the old lady who stood outside and hailed anyone who would listen to her the children running about the ugly car the guy who sat in his window sill and blew bubbles the teen girls who sang a trio every where they went. Most of the people in that place never stop bitchin about those people. Should they have stopped? I didn't think so then and don't think so now.
Actually that there would be a great idea for a sitcom. 
Inner city apartments can be fun especially the lower income sections.
There were a lot more "normal people" who had lots of complaints against the small group of "oddities" if you will. Should they have stopped doing what they did to satisfy a group of bitter people? Those guys were of no harm or real disturbance to anyone.
You see happy people make the world a better place, and the unhappy make it worse. The tyranny of the bitter will never end. They complain and complain that's what they do. They are never satisfied so you can't appease them.
I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago.
Edgar Allan Poe
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