Loathe by Infinity Meter

I remember somepoint in the early 2000s, I was driving my son Dumi to school one morning. He puts on this rock music with whiny teenaged girl-like singing. At this phase of his he had long hair which covered his eyes, I had no idea how he could see. He sits in the back seat, arms crossed, proclaims to call me a bourgeoisie swine to which I respond laughing. I then drop him off 3 miles from school and tell him to expect to walk home after school ends. He responds how unfair it is. I respond, 'yes, here is your music to help you deal with this eternal suffering.' I toss his CD playlist out the window and peel out. I light a cigar, switch the music to Beethoven's fifth symphony, 3rd movement and put on my sunglasses and stare out on the horizon. My son returns home after school, sweating and calls me a dick and locks himself in his room. Now he is wiser.
- Pavel

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