1682, John Dryden, Mac Flecknoe

Possibly a reminder of Alcibiades' late, drunken arrival in Plato's Symposium, which had become a convention of sympotic literature.

My neighbour has two noisy cats.

Same with Michael Moore. When the people's champ gives us the dope on corporate bosses and sweatshop kings, he never presents their greed as some kind of deplorable personal trait.