To Kill An Atomic Subwoofer or How I Blew Up My Noisy Neighbor's Car Stereo
94TO KILL AN ATOMIC SUBWOOFER or HOW I SOLVED MY NOISY NEIGHBOR PROBLEM BY REMOTE CONTROL
Robert Koch, a 19th Century German bacteriologist who won the Nobel Prize for Medicine in 1905 stated not long before his death in 1910, “The day will come when man will have to fight noise as inexorably as cholera and the plague.”
How
much pounding from a loud, booming car stereo can one take over a period of
months or even years from the dregs of modern society?
My
redneck neighbours across the street do not mind at all that their booming car
stereo, which blasts its obnoxious, dreadful sounding tripe is being broadcast all over the neighborhood
every Saturday and Sunday afternoon for the past year. It’s absurd enough that the vehicle my
redneck neighbour, Carl, is blasting rap and country music from is a 1980 Toyota: an orange, beat
up truck that should have given up the ghost and gone to a junkyard back in 1985. Just to see that old truck pull up to his
front door with DJ MuffinPuff or Ma
and Pa Roach Stompin’ Two Steppers rattling my eardrums and shaking my
windows was enough to make me want to set his truck on fire until I came up
with a better and safer idea. I was
going to remotely destroy his radio.
First, I had to figure out a way to do this. After over a year of having to listen to this horrible thump, thump, thumping going on weekend after weekend, I decided I had to do something, and do something creative, subversive, and electronically devious before I went out of my mind.
Calling the police was not an option, considering that I live in the city and city police are worse than county cops. Besides, they wouldn’t care that someone was disturbing the peace with a booming car stereo week after week, month after month, unless of course, that stereo was right next door to the cop’s house. I knew that calling the cops in the middle of the day over a stereo being too loud just wasn’t going to be a priority for our city’s finest.
I knew I had to do this right and I knew there would be a risk I would get caught, but I was at my wit’s end. Even though my city had enacted a new ordinance stating that a car stereo could not be heard further away than 25 feet from the car itself, I knew it would be futile to try to enforce it. I also realised that the city has done little or nothing to stop this horrible menace that has become a plague on American society.
So, I decided it was time to set up shop or as they say, crap or get off the pot. I had a little electronics experience building FM transmitters and a couple of amplifiers for the transmitters, as well as repaired a few other electronic devices. I was no stranger to a soldering gun. That’s right, even women can use those things! The problem was I had no idea what I could do to stop this redneck from ruining my weekends at home.
I knew I had a lot of research to do before I could come up with the proper tool to end this assault on my eardrums. There were many options I found after doing some internet research. I also procured help from a friend who was a tinkerer involved in laser research and electromagnetic studies.
The first was completely obliterating the car stereo with a Directional Microwave EMP Rifle 50 kilowatt X-band military microwave magnetron. I’d found this machine online and was instantly intrigued. This device can be reduced to the size of the Super Soaker™ squirt gun. A machine of this magnitude could possibly cause semiconductors to burn out, microprocessors to malfunction, create radio frequency noise, cause ionization of air or gases, or even erase computer data on hard drives. In all essence, a machine this powerful would probably be illegal, too dangerous, and possibly kill small animals in the area, so I decided to nix the EMP. Besides, how could I afford one of those?
Then I came up with another idea that had nothing to do with destroying his car stereo, but had to do with annoying the complete crap out of him and his entire redneck family. I’d recalled reading a couple of years ago about how to make a wire resonate an entire side of a wooden building by inserting a nail into the wood and attaching a wire to the nail. Then you would begin to rub the wire back and forth between your fingers and it would start vibrating so intensely that it would begin to resonate against the side of the building, creating an unbearable noise inside. My vision was of them all running outside holding their eardrums in pain like I do when I start to hear Master Jeezy Louizeey playing in his truck. Then I realised that wouldn’t work either, because their house is made out of cinder blocks.
A better and more effective idea must be concocted. My friend who shall not be named suggested we build a remote controlled taser type device that would send a burst of electromagnetic energy to Redneck Carl's stereo that would short it out, if not causing even more damage to other electronic parts in his truck, like his ignition coil or any sensors, or maybe even blast his battery and send his car hood flying up in the air. It would have been hilarious to see his driver’s seat explode through the roof, but that would have only been something one could see in a Roadrunner cartoon. Besides that, no ACME company was available anywhere nearby with all of the handy dandy parts pre-assembled for me to use.
The basic theory was the same as a remote control that uses infrared transmission (the signal is transmitted using pulses of infrared light). The good thing about infrared light is that it is invisible to the human eye (including the eyeballs of my redneck neighbours). I was confident that my electromagnetic signal using a remote type transmitter would be invisible to them as well if I could figure out how to construct such a device.
I’m far from being a Nikola Tesla,[1] a Michael Faraday[2] or even a friendly neighbourhood electronic tinkerer. I just wanted that joker across the street to silence his stereo.
I got to work. The internet helped tremendously with ideas and supported my research plans quite well. Some old capacitors and a few IC chips, resistors and solder and my old FM radio transmitters with their transistors were still lying in cardboard boxes in one of my closets, so I dug them out to see what I could work with. I knew the transmitters could send out a signal of a “whopping” (I say this with sarcasm) 100 milliwatts but I was looking for some real power. I wanted the transmitter to send a signal to the stereo that was powerful enough to fry its contents and silence DJ MuffinPuff and Ma and Pa Roach Stompin' Two Steppers for awhile. I also knew I had to get within about 100 feet of that old, orange, Toyota rust bucket to do my evil duty.
My friend estimated that with 2 transmitters and the amplifier running at the same time, along with changing the resistor values to get the maximum output, I could zap the stereo easily, or blow up both transmitters and the amplifier, or shock myself, or all three. A visit to a friend of a friend who had gotten some military surplus electronic parts was also placed for extra parts that will not be named in this article.
An old remote control from an expensive remote controlled car was borrowed from another cohort to use to turn the transmitters on and off. The transmitters and amplifier would have to be keyed on and off quickly to keep them from burning up due to the intense, short bursts of electromagnetic power they were going to send to his orange rust bucket.
For the next three weeks at night, we spent soldering and de-soldering, burned my fingers, making little lights blink and IC chips get hot while we assembled my little project. I tested and retested, blew capacitors and resistors and said more curse words than a trucker on a CB radio.
An antenna also had to be built and tuned to the exact frequency I was going to use to obliterate the redneck’s stereo. The frequency also had to be in a high enough range in the spectrum in order to deliver the type of damage we were looking for. It had to be extremely directional, and small enough to not be too obvious. I had to go out for more parts and another special piece of equipment to figure out how to make this antenna. I knew I had to be extra careful because I could easily burn myself or cause myself a shock if I did not build the antenna properly. A PVC pipe casing was used to cover the innards of the antenna, painted dark green to camouflage it from prying eyes. After a few tries and some tweaking, I felt I was ready to try out my new “invention.” This was 5 weeks after I began the project.
The devices were contained inside cases about the size of a CD case, but 1 inch thick. The cases were already black so I did not need to worry about them being too noticeable.
One evening about 11 p.m., I went out in my backyard to try to zap some old electronic devices I had lying around the house. The friend in crime had to go home, so I just decided I couldn’t wait any longer to try out our new invention. My first victim was an old Nokia cell phone. I powered it up and placed it on the deck, its little green screen illuminated the wall. Then, I assembled my projects into a triangle and set the PVC pipe antenna up to aim directly at the cell phone, about 25 feet away.
Nervously, I sat there for a minute, shaking, holding the remote control in my right hand and hoped I wasn’t going to electrocute myself to oblivion.
Being the pessimist that I am, I couldn’t imagine that I was going to affect this cell phone in any way. I sucked in my breath, aimed the antenna at the glowing Nokia, quickly keyed up the transmitters with the remote control, and saw a bright flicker actually shoot from the phone! It was just a flash, and I thought that it might have been a coincidence that it flickered just as I hit the remote. I thought the screen had just flickered a white line but I wasn’t close enough to see the screen clearly. Once again, I hit the remote, letting it stay on for 2 seconds longer than the first, and several flickers and a crackle came out of the phone’s speaker! I was shocked.
Then I said that was it, I was just going to zap this bastard into oblivion! I thumbed the remote button, the Nokia buzzed and crackled, when I heard a loud pop and smelled some electrical burning. The Nokia died on the deck, with smoke coming from its innards. I’d killed it. I just stood there in disbelief. I picked up the phone and it was smoking hot. So I stood there and started laughing. I also had an old Hypercom T7P 257K credit card terminal that no longer felt like working, so I put it up on the deck. It too had a green screen.
I walked 50 paces backwards and thumbed the remote, taking aim after a slight adjustment of the antenna. Nothing happened. Again, I shot at the terminal, moving the antenna and one of the transmitters a few inches. A crack and weird smell emitted from the terminal. Walking over to look at it, I could see the screen had cracked and the liquid crystal inside had spilled its guts, and 2 of the buttons had actually melted into the body of the terminal!
We were on to something really good, me and my nerd friend. I shot him off an email explaining what had happened. He was very eager to see the results of my tests. I was proud of him too. He’d spent most of his time working in a shipyard on electronics for the past 15 years and I knew he was never allowed to think about building any device like this while he was working there.
The next day was Friday, and we agreed to meet early Saturday morning at about 2 a.m. to get set up to drag our equipment across the road. I told him that this would be the night. No longer was I going to be disturbed by his “Oh me so horny” music coupled with the blasting of Toby Keith or Travis Tritt. It was time for his car stereo to die a deserving death.
Across the street, shielding part of my view of the redneck family’s house was a large group of trees with thin trunks, nestled next to a chain link fence. It was in a corner and made a perfect hiding place. I knew all we’d have to do would to move the equipment across the street and pile it near the trees to get set up quickly. I’d found a great spot to erect the antenna, pointing directly at the truck which was parked a little too close to their little cinderblock house. Most of the equipment was already across the street, lying in the grass, waiting for my friend to arrive. He just had to see this. After all the help he’d given me, I knew he’d want to see just what was going to happen.
At 1:45 a.m. he showed up, passed by my house, turned around and parked up the road a block. I’d suggested him to not park in my driveway because I’m paranoid like that.
As soon as he walked the block to my house, I just looked at him and giggled like a little girl. I couldn’t contain the excitement and nervousness I was feeling. What we were going to do was illegal and risky, but silencing that subwoofer and stereo was going to happen. There would be no backing down. That stereo was going to burn.
By the time we calmed down enough, it was time to get busy. With the destruction, that is. We both walked across the street and squatted down behind the trees in the corner, leaning against the chain link fence. I had a tiny light, but it was still hard to see. I had to feel my way around and he helped me get everything set in the exact position we needed. My comrade bravely stood up and checked the antenna and its position and then we positioned ourselves as comfortably as we could in the weeds and dried leaves and broken branches. He asked if I was ready, and I was, so he subsequently, but seemingly a little hesitantly, handed me the remote. I think in all essence he wanted to blast the stereo himself.
I broke through the trees and scratched the side of my face on a branch which stung but I was so excited by this time I didn’t care. I was on my hands and knees and aimed the remote at the transmitters, a little scared of the antenna above my head. I pressed the button, my hand shaking with nervousness. We heard a ping sound, like a rock had hit a piece of metal. It sounded like it had come from the area near the truck. We looked at each other, puzzled. I tried again, and heard another weird noise, like a grating sound, but not loud, which was good because I didn’t want to wake up the rednecks. The grating sound actually was underneath the truck this time. We both sat there for a couple of minutes as mosquitoes bit us.
By this time, I just got pissed and thumbed it again, holding it down, taking out my frustration on the remote. I saw a small blue flash inside the truck and heard a pop like a light bulb going out. We looked at each other again, and he wondered aloud if we’d actually hit the stereo or did even worse damage to the truck.
I told him we’d better get back to my apartment because I was afraid we might be seen or someone in that cinderblock house would wake up and go outside to investigate. Neither one of us wanted to face a crazed redneck who might have a shotgun.
Hurriedly we grabbed all the pieces of equipment, and I pulled the antenna from the tree and we hobbled across the road to my apartment.
For the next hour or so, we sat in the dark of the living room, discussing the whole experiment, and wondering just what might have happened across the road when we tried to tase his stereo.
My eyes were getting heavy because it was nearly 4 a.m. My cohort decided to head home and I opened the door, and watched him walk down the street to his car.
At 11 a.m. the next morning, I awoke from a strange dream, only to recall what we had done the night before. Panic started gripping me. There was a message from my comrade on the phone to call him.
First I had to see if there was any evidence of our dastardly doings by pulling down a few blinds on the living room window. I saw the Redneck Carl outside with his truck hood up. Then, I saw his wife’s green Chevy with its hood up too. He kept going back and forth from one vehicle to another. I just stood there in shock and said, “Uh oh.”
The best way to get a closer look was to just go outside and pretend to do yard work. With my eyes still sticky with sleep, I stepped outside and grabbed the garden hose, and started to hose off my dusty car. The Redneck’s kids came outside and I heard one of them say, “What happened, daddy? Why won’t the cars start?” My eyes got big. I heard him cursing and he yelled at his kid to go back inside. To get a better glimpse of what was going on, I backed up to hose off the front of my car so I could see across the street. Then I saw him get in the truck and attempt to start it. I heard nothing. He then did the same thing with the nice green Chevy Lumina they have. Once again, nothing. He just kept cursing until his wife came out and he yelled at her and told her to go back inside too.
I went back inside, stifling laughter and fell back on my couch and let go! I think we ended up zapping the ignition coils or sensors and now both cars were out of order. I ran and called my friend and told him what was going on outside, and I swear I never heard him laugh so hard in my life!
Later that afternoon, he was able to get the Lumina started, but the orange truck was still dead. And so was its stereo. A few months later, a nosy neighbor lady told me that Redneck Carl had told her he came out one morning to find his stereo wires with burn marks on them and also the faceplate had been melted in his Toyota truck! I feigned no knowledge of the incident and told her that was the strangest story I’d ever heard!
To this day, no one in our neighborhood has been subjected to the obnoxious ghetto blasting we had to listen to for over a year. Mr. Redneck Carl has remained silent ever since but always keeps his porch light on at night now. Sometimes one just has to take matters in their own hands to get the job done.
Our work was accomplished and the neighbourhood now gets to hear the sweet sounds of mockingbirds and chirping squirrels instead of “Oh me so horny!”
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By the way, this whole story is complete and utter bunk. Just thought I’d let you know.
[1] Inventor of radio controlled boats, the infamous Tesla coil and tons of other neat little gadgets.
[2] His greatest work was with electricity
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so did you really blow up an old cell phone or no?!?!
At the bottom of the story, it says, "By the way, this whole story is complete and utter bunk. Just thought I’d let you know."
I would love to have a devise like the guy mentioned above, I know if they sold something like this I would beyond the shadow of a doubt Buy One. There are alot of people that like to Boom their stereo's and their cars vibrate, you can go to just about any wal-mart parking lot and hear and see this pretty much daily.Someone needs to invent a Gadget for these idiot's who think they have blare their stereo's and have all that Bass in it.
There is a device that can really destroy someone's stereo. It's a handheld taser. Press the button and hold it to the car's antenna. Poof. No more stereo. And maybe no more ignition either. Oh well. :P
Unfortunate there are people who think along these lines on a massive scale. There are those who would like to fire off a Nuclear electromagnetic bomb over the U.S. wiping out electronics and setting back the infrastructure 50 years...
Even though the story is utter bunk, perhaps you'd like to publish theoretical schematics for building such a device.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading this. Your writing style is well-polished. I didn't even care that it was bunk, it was good entertainment. Thanks.
Damn. I was hoping it was real. I need to assemble a device to disable my neighbor's car stereo. Kid just won't listen to reason. I've been held hostage by that crap for years.
Sad but true, many of us are Heavy Bass Sufferers and we need something like this to be patented and sold, albeit with some kind of consumer warning, unlike the damned boom car equipment the bass thugs are tormenting us with, join noisefree.org
Something that can fry the bastard bass thugs equipment is worth investing in.
i go through the same thing every evening boom boom boom it makes me hate any loud stero i see coming down the street but the tazer sounds good
Lovely story.
I want to harm you for getting my hopes up.
I live by a DYSFUNCTIONAL car wash....I would love to have one of these systems. Just think of all the damm crap I could get out of this neighborhood!!!! I hate it more than you'll ever know.....I would have peace and quiet and I could listen to my birds and all the nature living around me!
Damn it! If only it were true! I've been suffering from the same thing not just during weekends, but everyday! My jobless neighbor barely turns off his speakers. Can't even relax after a busy day in school... (Btw, I live in a country where there is no "disturbance of peace" law. Found it the hard way by calling the cops on him.) I doubt there's a law about radio thingamajiggers being illegal either as we don't even have laws for cyber crimes!
Hey I know that this is an old post but I have the same problem that's going on in my neighborhood. I was thinking somewhere along the lines of the same thing only blast his ear drums to the point to where he and his friend can't hear anymore or throw a brick at his windshield.
I know with the FM transmitter if you go beyond the FCC regulations you can transmit you voice or a noise that would even over power the audio on your TV. I wonder if it's possible to build one so powerful that it would overwhelm the audio on a car speaker? Now I realize that it's not going to be as smart and sophisticated as your device and a lot of people will be affected by this frequency but will be short and if it works then I'll destroy the device and live on my happy life.
Research terroristic threat statutes in your area.
They usually include something along these lines:
"an individual communicates any type of threat that causes a person or group to be in fear of bodily harm"
Research harmful health effects of boom boom cars. Plenty on the web.
Research the way these units are sold, which is literally as weaponized sound with the intent to inflict and afflict.
The fact that a perp has the equipment means it is being used. That a perp tells you to fu-- off and he'll do what he wants and boom boom represents a terroristic threat by definition of law.
It is a 15k fine and 5 to 15 year prison sentence where I live. Get the statute by number for your area.
Gather your information resources together.
Go to the head cop in your area.
You are not there to mess around with disturbing the peace or noise ordinance enforcement.
Your cops have been b.s. cops who don't care.
They will be forced to care. About you.
You are upping the ante and taking things places they never imagined.
Make the head cop read. While you are there. Make the presentation relatively short and to the point.
Let him know that you are a squeaky wheel and if the problem in your area is not totally resolved you will literally make a federal case out of it.
By going to the local federal attorney in your area.
Let him know that there will be plenty of publicity and that you will raise the awareness of those who are afflicted.
Finally let him know there will be class action law suits against his department for not protecting them and personal lawsuits against him.
He'll take care of your problem.
There will still be crap on the road and in parking lots, at red lights.
But your immediate problem will be alleviated.
You've got to be and go over the top to get it done.
It's your life. Enjoy some quality once again to it.
Get 'er done.
Modern technology apparently involves lots of thumping sounds besides everything else. Seems like most people nowadays have to have their booming equipment for their life to be complete or something. So I guess collectively speaking our government and many of us not only don't give a rat's ass about what we put into our mouths and childrens either for that matter anymore, but we have little regard for our eardrums and the rest of our bodies. They will sell ANYONE, ANYTHING no matter what the consequences are. On many levels society is getting worse far from better BTW whether it's taken seriously enough or not.
Great story; I really enjoyed that read. I have to admit I was disappointed it wasn't true...but hopefully someday soon, technology permitting, real examples will start popping up! Or even better, production inventions will become widespread :P
I must admit I was a bit upset when I discovered the story was merely fiction,you see I have a redneck Carl living across from me who enjoys damaging his children's hearing as well as anyone else with redneck sub woofer noise.I am at the edge of sanity night and day after night and day listening to this thump thump deeeeeerump bass crap destroying what had been for some 18 years peace and quite.
this is just what i've been looking for!
Some ones fantansy is another persons reality without fantansy there would be no future reality
Hi,
Saw your post, very encouraging. MY problem is a bit more than car stereo.
I just moved to India, there are always some festival every 15 days and the local boys put least seven loud-speakers in every lamp-post and blast them - my apt is right opposite. Even my glass of water shakes with the blast...imagine if you stayed up the whole night and have to work from home on impt project and you face this.
Request to turn em down, calling cops, sound-proofing didn't work, firing from my airgun - DIDN'T HELP.
I would appreciate if someone can share any diagram/how-to-make "Directional Microwave EMP Rifle 50 kilowatt X-band military microwave magnetron".
ANYTHING that fries these loud-speakers would help.
I sincerely appreciate you help.
Bass-seeking missile? haha Now THAT would be a popular little gadget.
I am listening RIGHT NOW to the wankers across the road with their truck and awful pumping noise. They can not be reasoned with as they have no intelligence. This little story really made me smile and was a nice surprise to come across in my research to find a device to put an end to my neighbour's stereo. Thanks for the cheer-up!
Around here we have a similar problem, but it is usually a black person, not a redneck who is causing it.
Don't you just love Alien Technology.
ima bassists and plays bass guitars and i got a slick sound systems in my ride that everypeoplesthink is cool i haves a right to play my bass you peoples is rassist with your coments if peoples dont like it than you moves away some placeselse if anypeoples ever recked up my basses id kill them
i have 6 12s in nmy tahoe if u dnt like it u should of had a back bone and talk to ur redneck friend instead of being a coward like that be a grown up for once u pussy
Typical comments left by "Stuey" and "bass child." Neither can write, spell nor punctuate. It'so typical of you cretinous (cretinous means you're DUMB) bass thugs. Just menaces to society. Who needs them?! By the way "bass child", the story, written by Trailer Trash, is clearly stated in the LAST paragraph that it's fiction. And in case you don't know what fiction is, fiction is an untrue story, an illustrious product of one's imagination. Go back to school "Stuey" and "bass child", it's time you got your heads out of your retarded subwoofers and learn to be literate if you guy's can. Your stupidity runneth over! Sheeeesh!!!!!!
Or you could have just taken a baseball bat to the motherfucker's speakers.
I have a boom system in my car and its loud but not insanely loud. I do admit that there are people that are inconsiderate about it becuase it makes it hard for me to sleep at times. But as for me and my friends we turn our stereos down in out neighbor hoods and at stop signs ( unless we forget which im sorry for) and between 730am and 7pm to be considerate. I also do turn my stereo down all the way when i see children. i love my music and i love how the bass feels and sounds. People out there that arent considerate about it are giving us people with boom cars a bad name. Im sorry for all you that have those people around you. I my self go through it at 12am and so on. I just want some poeple to realize that we arent all the same that have these boom cars.
I Love Blasting Increadibly Loud Music With Tonnes Of Bass.....In Le Privacy Of My Own Home :)
Just ask a motherfucker to turn it down don't cost him thousands of dollars you asshole! Jesus christ your just as ignorant as the music coming out of my stereo!
and if you hold a tazer to a antenna it wont mess with the amp or subs if there hooked up to a amp might tho to the door speakers if there hooked up to the sterio but if there hooked up to a external amp to then only the headunit will be fucked... because only 2 wires that communicate with the headunit from the external amps are remote (tells amp to turn on with the car) and the rcas (sends the sound to the amp to distibute to the subs) and if you went for the battery most people (if there smart) put a fuze on the power wire.. so really if you wanna break som1's subs turn all the gains up on the headunit it will cause the amp and subs to clip (getting to much power) which can blow the subs and fry the amp after awhile
and yess i have a boom car to also... 4 15's on 8k watts :P there 4 sundown sa-15's.. yess it is really loud if i want it to be and i am one of those people that will drive around at night somtimes with my shit shaking ur windows... im sorry haha... and to all those people that have to tur ur car alarms off im sorry...im not gonna stop tho ha
If this was true it would have been really illegal and subs like i have cost about 1k each amp about $200 each i have 10 and everything else about 9k mostly for car shows and comps if i found out some one did this id set there car and house on fire and cement the doors closed and shoot anyone who came out so try me
you just wasted alot of my time reading this crap!!
i am going to start sprying loud cars that drive down my street with water and welcome a fight from anyone willing to step on my property with my video cameras
I have been awakened at all hours of night by car stereo's from some 20 yr old useless turd whose parents moved out of the house to get away from him- I talked to him and asked that he turn it down- now the f'r beeps his very loud horn. I am looking for a soldier of fortune to help me put him out of my misery.- Not really, its just a dream I have, I wish I had enough $ to move myself the hell out. I just know someday the little ass is going to be bald and deaf!!!!
Those moronic "boom car" supporters all of which can't write, spell or use simple sentence structure. It just goes to show you what slimy, sleazy, UNEDUCATED, crude, rude and worthless scumbags they ALL are. You can brag about the tonnage of steaming manure in your vehicles (big stinking speakers) and how you prowl around town strutting nothing! Just proving what retards you ALL are!!!!!!! Obviously the "boom car" crowd has tremendous insecurities. These people are nothing, nothing more than thugs that try to compensate for their physical and mental inadequacies by driving around their shitty looking cars and trucks with blown mufflers and half a ton of shit audio equipment. With time laws will get stiffer regarding "boom cars" and hopefully those laws will allow impounding the "boom cars" and ripping out those retarded audio systems. Low class sleazy people will remain as long as man roams this planet, but "boom cars" will eventually be history:)
By way of a disclaimer, "By the way, this story is complete and utter bunk." is just the sort of thing I would put up but unfortunately my brother, the military communications expert thinks your story quite plausible. ;-)
I myself have bass in my car.... I'm not illiterate, trashy, moronic, or an asshole. I like the way the bass feels and sounds in my car. I am now 30 and a mom of two kids... Son is 11 and daughter is 6. I do NOT have the subwoofers on when my children are in the car.... NEVER. I do NOT turn it up as loud as it could go.... NEVER. I have the gain knobs adjusted down a little so it's not as loud as other people have theirs.
Some people ask why do I have it.... How bout this: because I want it. My children are well cared for and I work for my money so therefore I can buy whatever I wish.
Just because I have a loud stereo in my car doesn't mean I have no education... I graduated high school in 2000 and medical school in 2002. I am now employed full-time as a computer repair technician (and am currently studying for my compTIA A+ certifications). I also do not drive a piece of crap - my car is a VW Passat.
I am married to my first love. I am happy in my life. And I am Caucasian, as is my husband.
To the ignorant post that people with loud stereos in their vehicles are guilty of "terroristic threats" is the most redicilous thing I've heard.... How is it making someone fear for their safety? To vibrate them half to death???
And we all have "tremendous insecurities"? Wow. That's new to me... As well as being stereotypical and casting labels, you've got the first place prize.
I apologize on behalf of the people with the good stereo systems... Not all of us are respectful of others.
When I was younger I had a stereo like these, but I never used it as they did. Its just not necessary to enjoy the music. I never had one complaint.
the loud vulgar music...nobody wants to hear that shit....but the loud mexican music is the worst...these people wetbacks use icecream truck speakers...i for one throw beer bottles at em.....and I'm starting to put bricks through windows on rainey stormy nights.
You motherfucker.
of course this is a 'real story' he can't say it is bez the rednecks might come across this and put two and two together and he'd end up in jail...I use to work with a lot of engineers and one day one eng friend of mine was getting really irrated with a neighbor, like this story, who would play his music as well. my friend went into his garage and doing what ever system engineers do, kept changing this kids channel, the kid would put it back to rap or whatever and my friend would change it again, this went back and forth for 15 minutes. My friend said this kid saw him in the garage and just looked at him with a big puzzled look, and finally turned the radio off, he never played his radio loud again.HA a true story.
I also don't agree with the whole
"Those moronic "boom car" supporters all of which can't write, spell or use simple sentence structure. It just goes to show you what slimy, sleazy, UNEDUCATED, crude, rude and worthless scumbags they ALL are."
Easy with the Insults brother. Not everyone who has a sound system / subwoofers in their vehicle is always like that. In fact maybe you've never taken the time to sit and listen inside of a vehicle with a well designed sound system in it. You would be suprised how many different pitches and tones from your favorite songs that you hear with some bass and a good set of speakers.
All in all I do realize that there are some people out there who just enjoy to be abnoxious towards others with over-powering bass, but don't discriminate on all that have a sound system by calling us "terrorists" and saying we have "tremendous insecurities". Though that may be the case for some it is not the case for all.
Thank you.
Ps - I love my alpines! :)
THIS IS A QUESTION FOR THE MAN WHOM ORIGINALLY WROTE THIS ARTICLE..CAN YOU MAKE ONE OF THSE DEVICES FOR ME TOO?ILIVE WHERE THERE ARE A BUNCH OF ASSHOLES TO THE 9TH DEGREE DOING THIS AND NEED ONE OF THOSE DEVICES..
Karen,
"By the way, this whole story is complete and utter bunk. Just thought I’d let you know."
Not a true story.
an adequately sized potato in the exhaust pipe definitely stops the car...
I completely sympathize with your ::ahem:: bunk noise problem. But, supposing this were real, and supposing one of the people in the house had a pacemaker, I guess you would have hypothetically murdered them, huh?
No doubt about it, boom car drivers are retarded.
I was looking over this website and some other websites complaining about noise, especially from loud car stereos. While I despise the same people you do, those that blast loud car stereos while sitting at a red lights, stuck in traffic, parked next door, etc., those who support efforts to create laws banning such equipment make you no better than those people you rally against.
I personally have a $5000, 2000 watt high end stereo in my Jaguar and while listening to classical music, it's just as if I'm live at an orchestra. My fine tuned system sounds so incredible and lifelike. Also, I've had stereos like this in my car since I first got my drivers license and never once have I been stopped by the police or even had a person complain about excessive noise. Why? Because I only crank up the volume when I am clear of homes and vehicles.
Efforts to restrict speaker sizes and amplifier outputs are draconian and un-American. Those who support such laws should be ashamed of themselves.
Sincerely, J. P. Glassey
We are the makers of noise.we make cars that go boom.I like it loud and thumping, but I also greatly respect my neighbors and fellow motorists. Your neighbor is very rude, I mean sometimes I can't resist jamming out in the neighborhood , but all the time, that can get annoying.
Tolerance for loud inconsiderate music is waning.
Constant thumping bass, while driving down the streets (not just your own neighborhood) should be considered an antagonistic threat to those who have to hear it against their will. Play your music in your car- fine. But don't MAKE others have to listen to it day in and out. Our American society is becoming a bunch of jackass wannabe thugs. If I recorded every profane word I could think of, and then play my voice screaming it out of my window while driving through neighborhoods- some people would take offense. This is no different. When the culprits are old (AND DEAF) I must admit I'll be glad. Burn in hell (or jail).
If his music is too loud you're too old...
I get tired of people using "its unamerican" to defend obnoxious loud car stereos, mufflers, pipes, etc.
It is unamerican to disturb the peace and violate the rights of everyone around you! Even a peaceful day at a remote state part is ruined by loud music and idiots with loud pipe on cars and motorcycles. Being a good American is about more than your self centered interests (or at least it used to be) it is about having a since of community, and respecting the rights of others.
It was well understood by the American founders that a nation of Liberty required people of respect. It was assumed that people would be respectful of their fellow man. There was a time in this country, and not so very long ago, when the owners of these "boom cars" would have had to face far more serious consequences than getting a traffic fine. There was a time when the people in the neighborhood would have all arrived at their house, and they would have been forced to promise never to make such a disrespectful racket again, or be the evening's entertainment as a whipping boy in town.
You see, there was a time when people didn't simply tolerate disrespectful people. Disrespectful children were spanked, and learned that disrespect was not acceptable. Disrespectful adults were flogged, beaten down, and sometimes jailed, until they learned respect. It was not acceptable to be rude, crude, and obnoxious.
One of the things that contributes to this is a sense of isolation, or insulation, if you will. Young people today don't feel connected with people outside of their little "zone," so they don't concern themselves with what might please or displease those people. If they'd get out from behind the Xbox longer than it took to boom to the gas station for Dew and back, they might connect with their community and have more positive peer pressure, but many don't bother. Shame on the parents that allow this, and shame on the children who persist in such imbecility as adults.
I am seriously thinking of setting up a water bomb in front of my house and blasting all the boom cars that come down the road. That'll get their attention! They subjected me to music that I was neither expecting nor liked, so I subject them to water that they were not expecting and didn't like! Fair's fair! If nothing else, it might get them out of their cars so I can tell them off.
There's some dead set LOSERS commenting on this
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It's really amazing to fry stereo of a noisy neighbor. Can any one provide me circuit diagram. I want to build this just for experiment. With than x
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Any reply in this regard shall be highly appreciated
This is a nice story. Too bad the device isn't real, or it is, but not so easy to come by or it's illegal :)
These audio devices have been annoying me for the past 10 years or so, and I'm not too old either, I'm 25 and have a head on my shoulder, I know to respect people.
I can't remember where I read it, but there was a german person that did something like that, and I think they managed to successfully disable the electronics of a passing car. However he/she was arrested from what I recall.
It's sad when you're the culprit for trying to defend yourself. Of course, personal retaliation isn't the ideal solution, but what else can be done when law enforcement won't do their job? Similarly, if I were to go bang my fists on a boomer's house wall (pretend I enjoy that on the same level as a boomer), either I'd get a beating from the owner or they'd call the cops. Either way the cops would be on their side.
Until the day discotheques-on-wheels are bunkers from which no sound can escape, I don't think they have their place on the roads and they should be severily fined. We almost ALL live right next to a road, so it's just natural that we want to reduce unecessary noise as much as possible.
It's called a spark-gap transmitter. Build one.
At the point where you're putting thousands of watts and multiple woofers in your car, you are no longer creating a sound for your own enjoyment, but rather building a system to project sound outside of your vehicle and thus imposing your sound on others. My gratitude to those who have self-control who have posted. It is not you we have a gripe with.
I have to say I'm a bit distraught over the comments left by "bass-haters." I have a very powerful stereo capable of producing very, very high SPL's. That being said on occasion I have had issues with neighbors regarding the bass levels emitted from my dorm. That being said I have always lowered the volume when asked, I have also had the campus police called on me before. My point is if you want the bass levels reduced tell them, bitching does nothing. Also, I'm an engineering student so don't start making snarky comments about my intelligence.
I truly hate the bass from boom cars. It makes me have a bad headache and makes me nauseous, not to mention it screws with my emotional state making me severly angry. These guys with their boom bass cars really a kind of bully who want to force their noise into other people's earspace and living space. It feels very violent, actually. I can't choose not to listen to it, I am forced to listen to it, and I hate it with a passion. So why the heck do I have to hear it every 10 minutes or so go past my home all day long? And when traffic stalls outside, it's unbearable. It really intrudes on my mental space and pollutes my environment with a noise that I detest. So why do a bunch of snotty, jerk kids have the right to force me to listen to their crappy music periodically all through the day? It gives me a headache and makes me nauseous. Both me and my son are really sensitive to this horrid sound. It sucks to work hard to have a decent home, only to have rude, cocky idiots drive by with this stupid "boom, boom, boom" crap blaring from their cars, reverberating in my ears and head. I can't read my books, or spend nice time in my yard, or have peaceful moments with my children because every 10 minutes or so I'm interrupted by some damn self centered creep who feels the need to blast bass from their car. Honestly, it should not be allowed. It's criminal. It's especially mean because it wakes up babies. Yeah, really cool going around blasting noise that wakes up babies, upsets autistic kids, gives war veterans PTSD and annoys everyone else. I don't know why the heck they are not getting arrested and fined for disturbing the peace, because it is truly unfair to others to have to put up with this racket. Cars are for transport, and should not be allowed to be used as sonic weapons. The sad thing is these car boomers are probably being allowed to blast their noise because it does intrude on everyone else, turning the country into a sort of institutionalized, uncivil, mean, noisy environment which causes bad feelings in others. The people doing it are just too naive to really understand that they are are not cool at all, just gullible tools. Think about it.
They took our jobs!
HA! Brilliant. Great story!
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Poetic Terrorism links
- Sound Music Noise sites
- Urban Dictionary
Definition of poetic terrorism - The Temporary Autonomous Zone
Poetic Terrorism -A movement dedicated to spreading random acts of beauty, poetry, wonder, magic and thought-provocation.
bozo_de_niro@37.com 2 years ago
In response to Trailer Trash let me just say that if anyone reading this unfortunately but understandably succumbs to mayhem or manslaughter in the effort to deal with and defend themselves against the kind of belligerent hostile electronic noise we're talking about here, I will do whatever I can to help mount a legal defense fund on their behalf. bozo_de_niro@37.com