Here is my short story of a beautiful Phillips CD/DVD player. I bought it, but it developed bugs. One day it wouldn't give back a CD. I tried all kinds of stuff, except taking it apart. I turned it on, bent over close to it and whispered, "I don't want to do it, but if I have to, I will get an old set of rusty pliers. The CD is coming out one way or another...it's your choice." The CD drawer SLOWLY opened!!! No joke. I took out the CD, unplugged all of the cords, and walked the player out to the porch of my cabin. I raised above my head, violently threw it to the ground. "You can't hurt anyone anymore", I said. Later I ran over it with my 4 wheel drive, just to be sure.