The Loudspeakers in a Party

Once switched on, two loudspeakers can seldom be happy in the same room. Many have tried, and many have failed. Those speakers that have succeeded in being with one or more other speakers in the same room have either had to reduce their voice or switch off, if they could not absolutely shout out the rest. 

This creates much trouble whenever the louder speaker plays the generally straining rhythms. Nobody likes it but the idiot fingering that speaker. The louder speaker obviously likes it. The louder speaker controls the overall mood inside the room – happiness, sadness, romance, nostalgia, and the general party mood for the rest of the speakers. 

There was quite a mutiny last month when the idiot threw his bachelor party in a farmhouse outside the city. There were many speakers, all trying to be the loudest. The good thing they thought was that they all started with the party mood, blasting ecstatically thinking that the party mood was going to last forever. They had faith in their unity which was based on their belief in the party mood.

But the idiot and friends shook the living transistors out of them. 

They played all kind of things. Sounds mixed and turned into sounds yet unheard of – frequencies that tickled people inside the skull and shifted down to move their spines along with it – lyrics which made them think of all kinds of drama – and cry and laugh and jump around the house – in ways that it became a song in itself, confusing the loudspeakers to a great degree. If their song was not what made people dance, and rather they danced on a song much different than theirs, did it not diminish the loudspeakers’ point of existence. 

The little speaker inside a mobile phone was the first to show signs of protest – it stopped while taking the phone’s life along with it too. Many fell from their place and broke their own wires. Many sucked in the acidic liquid that was being splashed all over the place. Many took the fight to the next level and competed with each other to gain the maximum voice – while the idiot and friends sang their own songs upon hearing all kinds of melodramatic old sounds from the loudest speaker.

Most of the speakers were in mood for fighting but had to give up. It was not just the loudest speaker at the time, but also the old sounds of their great grandfathers which it was playing, which made them shut themselves down after all, for sake of their conscience at least. 

The party will go on to another day – the speakers told themselves in the wee hours of the morning as the idiot and friends repeated the same to each other. Many have tried and many have failed, but it’s never the same party again. 

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