Being woken by a neighbour's TV at 6am, with the horrible, yapping, hectoring voice of some so-called comic/actor punctuated by bursts of laugh-track [read: voices of long-dead people]. Could have been 'Fresh Prince of Bel Air', or one of the Cosby vehicles, perhaps...? The cultural equivalent of low-grade sausage meat, anyway.
I imagine the guy falling asleep, drunk, and that kind of shit making its way into his subconscious mind all night...
It didn't do me much good, either.
"To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize" - Voltaire