I like music. I listen to it at home or with headphones. I find the constant assault of music in public spaces everywhere in the U.S. more than annoying. You may like a rousing rendition of “Mack the Knife” at 7:30 on a Sunday morning while trying to read the paper at Starbucks, but I don’t. Some people can easily block it out. I sincerely wish I was one of those people, but so far no amount of Zen has worked.