Sunday, November 15, 2009

Rights or privileges? by Mr. Daddy

This seems to be a question that just begs to be asked, and answered honestly...

Spandex, in my humble opinion should be a privilege not a right...

The right to swing my fist is a privilege that should stop somewhere just short of your nose....

My right to free speech is a privilege that I should never use abuse to embarrass or humiliate anyone....

And my unalienable right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, should always be considered a privilege of living in this great country that we call America....

Now with that being said, it is with the greatest relief that news article that I am about to share, originated in the United Kingdom. And with all the conflict that we have in our own nation about rights and privileges; I am so glad that this quandary is theirs to ponder, because the good Lord only knows how badly we would muck it up in our courts.......

AND THE HEADLINE SAYS:

The right to have loud s*x

A British court says Caroline Cartwright can't scream during s*x because she scares the neighbors. Is noisy s*x a right, or a privilege?


(Thanks for waiting I had to clean my puter screen, I spewed coffee all over it when I read this headline....)

The article continues to on to say:A British court refused to overturn the conviction of a woman banned from screaming during s*x because she violated a noise ordinance. Caroline Cartwright, 48, said the authorities were denying her and her husband, Steve, their right to privacy. The judge said the noises — which an investigator said sounded like someone being "murdered" — were "very disturbing" to neighbors and people in the street, and the offense was compounded by "the frequency of the episode." Do human beings have an inalienable right to loud s*x?

When I finally could breathe again, and see out of my tear filled eyes, I began to wonder: Is this a real story? Could we have possibly gone this far as a society? Then I remembered this is Great Britain we are talking about. And I heaved a big sigh of relief realizing that it is their problem...

As if we don't have enough problems clogging our court system without this...LOL

The next paragraph must be the prosecution: The Cartwrights should be quiet: "Caroline lost the right to respect for her private life when she broadcasted it for the entire neighborhood to hear," says Jennifer Meyer in S*xification. Making noise in the throes of passion is all well and good, but the screams from Steve and Caroline Cartwright's bedroom drown out the neighbors' TVs and shock passersby walking kids to school. If the Cartwrights can't control themselves, they should "invest in some soundproofing material."
"911, What’s Your O-mergency?"

While the next must be the defense: The noise wasn't ear-splitting: Give Steve and Caroline Cartwright a break, says Craig Brown in Britain's Daily Mail. Investigators recorded noise levels outside the Cartwrights' home of 30 to 40 decibels, with a maximum of 47 decibels. Thirty decibels is a "very quiet library," and 50 is as loud as a living room conversation. "If ever Mrs. Cartwright began to blast off like a power drill, there might be cause for complaint," but l*vemaking that's quiet enough for a library is "extremely subdued" indeed.
"Silence in court! This case is a real scream..."

The last must be a summary but there are so many questions racing around in my little mind now that I cannot contain the laughter.

Yes I know Pam D. my mind is to little to left alone to wander around like this, so I got Rach's attention....(it does no good to holler for a deaf person) So I got up and found her and said, YOU JUST GOTTA READ THIS...

This is the last paragraph: Loud s*x is a basic human right: This case is an Orwellian nightmare of government intrusion, says Brendan O'Neill in Reason. It's bad enough that the U.K. has 5 million closed-circuit TV cameras that "watch our every move," and talking cameras that "warn us to pick up litter or stop loitering." Now "even the decibels of our s*xual moaning can become the subject of a police investigation." Laugh at this case if you must — but the Cartwrights "are scr*wing for liberty."
"Disturbing the peace"

Laugh at this: I did, and I don't know if what they were doing was for Liberty, or it be better classified as the pursuit of happiness, I'm just glad that it is up to the courts of the UK to decide...

I can't even imagine how much this would cost the taxpayers of America...

Two council officials - environmental health managers, no less - popped round to the houses on both sides of the Cartwrights', clipboards at the ready. One official, Marion Dixon, reported to the court: 'I heard a male voice howling loudly, which I felt was very unnerving.'

Her colleague, the happily named Pamela Spark, found Mrs Cartwright even noisier than Mr Cartwright. She reported ' hysterical, almost continuous, screaming,' adding: 'It sounded like she was being murdered.'

But wait it gets better: Apparently, 'specialist equipment' installed by the council in her neighbor's flat recorded noise levels of between 30 to 40 decibels, with a high of 47 decibels.

You would have to reach 70 decibels before you were as loud as a vacuum cleaner, 80 before you were as loud as the dial tone on a telephone, and 90 before you were as loud as a power drill.

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Ok. I'm back......

My sides were hurting and I couldn't see to type anymore....

Do they print the Enquirer on the internet??? Did I stumble on to some reality site???? Can this happen in real life??? Is Truth, truly stranger than fiction??? Could this actually be, being tried in the UK as I write????

I have not the answers to these questions, and after all this I am still not sure were I stand on the right or privilege issues of this particular situation....and my little mind is doing flip flops of glee with the ups and downs of this case....*snicker*

But as one writer put it: It would have been fascinating to observe the judge and two magistrates as they furrowed their brows, sucked on their pencils and listened to their recording of the cacophonous Cartwrights.

Now would not be the time for the Clerk of the Court to pipe up: 'A penny for your thoughts.' But was ten minutes quite enough? If each s*x session lasted three hours, and there were five in all, then that makes 15 hours: a ten minute 'Greatest Hits' medley would surely not do them justice, however beautifully edited.

Alas, Mrs Cartwright maintains that the stress of the complaints made her turn to drink and then to anti-depressants - less Tyne and Wear than Wine and Tears - but they have done little to lower her volume.

'After I got the noise abatement notice, I tried to control it. I even tried to use a pillow to try to lessen the noise. I wasn't enjoying it so I started to cry and my husband said: "If you want to make a noise, make a noise." '

So it's all go in Tyne and Wear. If I were the postman, I'd try whistling very loudly. But that still leaves the poor neighbors. Might some sort of cladding do the trick.

I am gasping and wheezing as I type, and I am still finding links to other articles on this case that make it more and more funny...

So in stating all this I will leave it in your capable hands to decide: Right Or Privilege????

18 comments:

lifebythecreek said...

Lawd. I come over here to leave a link to a really sweet slide show for you guys and stumble on this (with MY name in there somewhere, for cryin' out loud..oh,wait. That's what the crux of the matter is anyway, isn't it? Cryin' out loud... ). AnyWAY... privilege, at least imho. Anyone with kids has had to learn how to turn the volume down and oil the bed. Pffft. She's just a showoff, and don't you KNOW that her husband is loving all the attention? Seriously.
As for the link, it's for the website of the woman who is judging I Heart Faces this week. She's a pro photographer, and if you go to her site here: http://www.joyfulphoto.com/# and then go to her blog, the first post is called A Birth Story, and it has photos from the delivery room. Cool on it's own, but even cooler is that the mom is deaf, so some of the pics are of the doc/midwife/whomever actually signing to her. Precious little baby girl,too. Just thinking you might want to consider bringing her in from Kansas when you have that next baby...
heh.

Pam said...

Oh my gosh....that is just the funniest! At this point, until I can stop laughig to really think about it I have no clue if it is a right or a privilege! But like Pam D's comment, that woman is a show off and like she said, you learn to bite your tongue and tone it down with kids around. This woman apparently can't tone it down....house needs sound proofing.
Pam

K said...

OMG I am DYING
This is just incredibly funny

Mom Of Many said...

Precisely why we chose to live in the middle of acres and acres of farmland...

So that we couldn't hear the neighbors, by golly, what the heck were you thinkin??

amylou1977 said...

its a right its no ones buisness

Kmama said...

Thank goodness for single family homes in the US!!

Kameron said...

At this point in my giganticness any sex, loud or not would be welcomed. I can't wait to be rid of this giant belly...and then have to wait 6 more freakin weeks. Sorry I am just being a brat!! ;o)

Susan said...

If the Cartwrights would just play the Beatles' Abbey Road album at a medium level, people would be trying to figure out what the heck those lyrics mean and they wouldn't even notice the s*x noise in the background....or they might think it's just part of the whole psychodelic trip the Beatles were on....I'm just sayin'.... you have to be creative.....

Shana said...

All I can say is I am glad I live in America and I am so glad I live out in the country where I don't have to worry about nosy neighbors listening to my love life...lol.

Tiffany said...

I'll simply agree & say TGFA (Thank God for Acres!)... so glad the kids were in bed so I didn't hear the inevitable "why are you laughing Mommy?" Too, too funny!

Lauren said...

Surely that's a joke! Well, I am certainly thankful for my 1.2 acres right now!

Michelle Pixie said...

Where's my gavel?! Quiet in the court *ahem* I need to stop laughing before I hand down my ruling... Okay I am composed... Privilege, completely a privilege and if she can't quiet herself maybe it's time to find land where there aren’t any neighbors for miles. I died when Mrs. Cartwright said the stress of the complaints made her turn to drink, anti-depressants, and pillows & it has done little to turn down her volume and she just wasn't enjoying it. Poor Thing!

Emily said...

OMG that is just crazy! I'm just glad they are my neighbors! I have no idea if it's a right or a privileged...never had to think about that one! I did think of a couple of sarcastic comments...but I'm thinkin' I better keep those to myself, despite free speech! :)

Lisa @ Boondock Ramblings said...

She should be able to do what she wants. Move over here and they'll just record her and put her on the Internet.

Stacy said...

Wow. Well, I can't hardly believe they are that loud, but if they are scaring the children... ;) Seriously, though...the courts really need to get the heck out of people's personal lives. Was this really that bad? People are looking for a perfect society need to start looking inside their own house before going after others. Most people would just snicker and snort behind their hands instead of calling the cops.

Lisa said...

Okay. First off, I don't know where to start. LOL I was lost in a fit of giggles after the first paragraph. It reminds me of that episode of Vegas where the little girl keeps calling Mike and Danny (securtiy) because of the "screaming lady" next door, and they are REALLY old people, so they give them some kind of special, PRIVATE, condo. Sounds like that is what these people needs.

The pillow attempt, drove to drinking and antidepresssants, etc, was just the final nail in my coffin. That is just so stinking hilarious.

City girl turned Country Girl said...

OMGosh!! That is SO freaking hilarious!!! It's so funny it has to be true LOL!!

Queen of Quite A Lot said...

OK right now all I can think of is Kim Cattrall in that old movie "Porky's". This is too, too funny. I'm screaming with laughter right now...well, not screaming. After all, I don't want to disturb the people in the office next door.