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I hate car stereo

There's a phrase that barely slips under the not-an-oxymoron line. Your car's interior is the absolutely worst acoustic environment ever. High-pitched road and wind whine obliterates subtle vocals, violins and soft passages. You can't sit in the center "sweet" spot unless you've been squished between two smelly, perspiring people both bigger than you (that's why you're in the middle). Yet people pour thousands of dollars into "improving" their auto sound, technology that eventually will be stolen anyway. Then there are all those trunk-mounted sub-woofers pounding away a tell-tale beat that would scare even Edgar Allan Poe, producing an ear-bleeding noise more obnoxious than "Who Let the Dogs Out?" over a stadium PA. I'm sorry, can you turn that up? I can still hear myself think.