if you think we can rest while the US is glued to their screens waiting to see who the next president will be, you’re wrong.  i don’t know anyone who slept well last night.  and i am already half in mourning.

yesterday an old friend from Britain called me about something else and at the end of the conversation asked me, “Did you vote?”  I did.  That’s when he began to remind me of how pale and uninteresting one of the candidates is and how i couldn’t have voted for him.  Not only did I vote for him, but i’ve been waiting for four years to vote.  Tired, yes.  questionable – i don’t think so.  but i’m used to mourning the lost morality of the world and the loss of hope.  After all, this is the month Kennedy was killed.  this is the month Rabin was murdered…