I can’t stand air conditioning. It gives the air in a room an unnatural feel and usually gives me a headache if I have just come in from outside. Most importantly it takes away the whole purpose of summer. Summer does not feel like summer unless for the vast majority of your day you are trying to figure out how to stay cool: popping the fire-hydrant water plug, water gun fights, going to the beach, trying to run down the ice cream truck, hanging in the shade of a tree, heading to the local pool, putting a hat filled with water on your head, ext… all of these joyous summer activities are rendered nearly pointless by the ubiquity of air conditioning. Sure air conditioning makes it easier to sleep at night in hot days like these but summer nights are not made for sleep: Hanging with your GF, chilling on the porch listing to trade rumor talk on WEEI, going to a concert, going to sox games, talking to friends on the phone, watching what ever crap is on T.V., reading a good silly novel, listening to the latest hip hop dis or ass shaking record, going for a walk, or being involved in a good old fashion summer brawl. All of the aforementioned activities and more should be pursued in the summer in liew of being able to sleep on a hot summer night. The summer heat breads passions. If you don’t believe me read the words of 2 well known bards; William Shakespeare and Curtis Jackson.

“For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring” From Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 1.

“In the hood, summer time is the killing season, It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason” from 50 Cent’s song Heat

I’ll take summers of sweet, sex, and violence over summers of air conditioned fueled catatonic malaise any day of the week.