But Is It Torture?

I'm going to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers next month in Philly with the Mrs. It's going to be doubly cool knowing their music was utilized in creative ways:

At times, Mr. Zubaydah, still weak from his wounds, was stripped and placed in a cell without a bunk or blankets. He stood or lay on the bare floor, sometimes with air-conditioning adjusted so that, one official said, Mr. Zubaydah seemed to turn blue. At other times, the interrogators piped in deafening blasts of music by groups like the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

Sweet, I hope they ran it by Alberto Gonzales first.

Thanks to Doc Rusty.