Since I’ve gone high and mighty on etiquette lately, I figured I would combine my love for consideration of others with my love of music. A topic familiar to nearly everyone on the planet, the pros and cons of the jukebox could be argued for a lifetime. Sure, they prevent bar owners/workers from continuously subjecting patrons to the Clear Channel Top 10 until I gouge out my eyeballs with a pool cue because I can’t take another Gaga block party, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t other tunage tyrants out there. The great irony of the jukebox is that even if a person barely has control over his own bodily functions, he can control the music for an entire establishment. It’s a passive-aggressive wonderland that offers all the benefits of nuclear warfare. Continue Reading