Silence
Would it be so bad?
![Dire Straits [img: http://www.dire-straits.net]](/wp-content/gallery/scratch/direstraits.jpg)
As we sit here in the Second Cup listening, ironically, to a late-nineties remix of a song entitled “Silence,” I can’t help but muse: “Would actual silence be that bad?”
It’s like there is a disease these days which makes it physically uncomfortable to sit quietly—or speak to each other in a civil way—to the point that we will listen to endless hours of the same terrible music. I thought this same thing last night as I sat at the BCA and listened to Money for Nothing (Dire Straits, 1985) for the fifteenth time of evening. It’s for some new music everywhere in Cairo. I don’t mind listening to Dire Straits once in a while. I don’t mind listening to anything once in a while, but I have low tolerance for listening to the same thing—especially if is is crap—over and over again. Whereas, everyone here—especially the expat—seems to have a high tolerance for such musical assault.
Perhaps I will start a foundation to bring new music to Cairo. I’ll get to that right after I start the “Fund to Build Footbridges over Gameat al-Dawwal al-Arabiya Street.”
Update:
As if to ice the cake, My Humps (Black Eyed Peas, 2005) just came on. Score one for Egypt.


1
Thanks for starting my day out with a laugh John! Sounds like you need to get an Ipod and those white earphone cords. Cute!
Bonnie
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Just wait for “Walk Like an Egyptian” (Bangles, 1986)