Scribble and Strum

Hey, all. I'm tired and am about to go to sleep to wake up early to vote before work. Thought I'd pass this email on, since sometimes others can, ahem, represent your feelings better than you can yourself (especially when your eyelids keep closing without your consent). I recently purchased a copy of David Byrne & Brian Eno's new album Everything That Happens Will Happen Today. In order to complete the purchase I had to give them my email address, which is fine and normal; I expect hollers about future music and art projects. Tonight I got this, though, and I thought I'd help spread a word:

Pardon the bulk mailing. I Can't Vote. I am an immigrant with a Green Card and, therefore, I am not eligible to vote in a federal election. FYI - I can get drafted (luckily, Daniel Berrigan burned my draft board's records) and I pay taxes, yet I cannot vote for President. On Election Day, I see my neighbors heading to the nearby elementary school to cast their ballots. The voting booth joint is a great leveler; the whole neighborhood - rich, poor, old, young, decrepit and spunky - they all turn out in one day.

But most of you can vote. What can I say? The Republicans have made us less safe than before 9/11, bankrupted this economy, started an illegal war they can't - and don't intend to - finish, removed what sympathy (after 9/11) and respect the world had for the US, and have robbed US citizens of many of their basic rights. Global warming? What's that? Science and education? Investment in our future? No, thanks - we'll stick with a good 'ole hockey mom. Ignorant, and fucking proud of it, as is always the case.

Although it looks like a shoo-in, it ain't over 'til Florida. And there are plenty of racists in this country who will vote against their own best interests. So please, get to your local elementary school, post office, town hall, or whatever, and cast your vote and make this a country we can all be proud of. We can get out of this mess, and life can be better than it is.

David Byrne
NYC

Well said, Mr. Byrne. That's all. I'm now going to bed to wake up early to vote before work.

'Night.