This mosaic is on the side of the CVS pharmacy nearest my apartment. The leaves of the tree are mirrors, and the tiles that make up the trunk and borders are all labeled with names and personal messages. It’s called the Yume Tree (as in you-and-me).
I took these pictures a few weeks back, but realized this morning, when I was starting to pull this post together, that I knew neither its name nor its story. I stopped by on my way to work, and found a big sign announcing that the 5th anniversary of its installation was last Friday.
A tinier note attached to the poster include a web address for The Corner Store, which gave me both additional info on the mosaic — designed by local artist Kris Swanson, with tiles sculpted and signed by more than a thousand local children — and clued me in on the name of the gallery I pass every time I walk from my house to the Metro, or Eastern Market, or 8th Street. I really should stop in there one of these days…
This is Watkins School, where I vote. I probably should have waited until election day to post this, but I’ve been thinking about voting a lot this week — and not just because I am bombarded with Virginia’s swing-state presidential ads every time I turn on the television. On the current edition of a knitting podcast I like (stop laughing) done by “an Australian bloke who knits,” he mentioned that his nation has compulsory voting — that even people who don’t want to vote still have to show up and stuff a blank ballot in the machine.
So, I’ve been contemplating mandatory voting. I was raised to believe that voting was a duty and not just a right, but clearly, not everyone agrees. Would requiring everyone to vote actually make things better? I’m skeptical. Unleashing the terminally apathetic on the electoral system would lead to improvements in voter turnout rates, but perhaps not much else. And my inner Libertarian (I do have one, and she spends all her time fighting with my inner Socialist) thinks that criminalizing lack of participation in government might be overstepping just a little.
I’d really rather that everyone would just want to vote, and that it could be easier, and more celebratory, and — dare I say it? — fun. We have a bunch of holidays about the greatness of our country: our independence from Britain, the birthdays of sundry significant leaders, the contributions of both our living veterans and war dead. We get a lot of days off, parades, speeches, and fireworks, but the day we exercise one of the most fundamental rights afforded to us? It’s a drag. Across the country, we line up in school gyms, fire stations, church halls, and community centers on the way to work, at lunchtime, before dinner — whenever it can be squeezed in. Getting the cheery “I voted!” sticker is about the only fun part of the process. While our political questions may be interesting, the way we cast our ballots sure isn’t.
I think it would be great if Election Day was a federal holiday. Nobody would go to work. Precinct captains would have some time in the morning to perk up the polling place. Lemonade stands, bake sales, and free coffee would be encouraged. People would hang out with their neighbors, vote, and then celebrate like the Fourth of July — grilling, fireworks, parades. America is full of interesting, creative, entrepreneurial individuals, so I am sure a holiday about voting could be made every bit as fun as Independence Day. (I mean, really. The founders did not mention furniture sales or red, white, and blue swirly margaritas in the Declaration of Independence, but somebody thought of them anyway.)
Will this eliminate voter apathy? Improve turnout? I think it would help, but I know it couldn’t hurt. Most people like being part of things that are fun, so if voting is a celebration, it might become a more appealing activity.*
All my Pollyanna-ish wishing aside, my point here is: VOTE! (Even if it’s boring. Even if you don’t have time.) And don’t forget to register if you’ve moved or are new to the process. The deadlines are coming very, very soon.
* I’m not, incidentally, saying we should dumb down the process (further, that is, given the current media climate). There should still be speeches and debates and long-winded editorials. The whole election can’t be fun and still be the serious and deliberative thing that it should be, but that doesn’t mean Election Day itself can’t have some zip.