"Politico," had a profile of Grover Norquist several months ago, in which Grover mentioned that he doesn’t like music.
It made me think of those great lines from Shakespeare’s "The Merchant of Venice" (V,i,83-88):
The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night
And his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted.