"I’m also troubled by, not what Senator McCain says, but what members of the party say. And it is permitted to be said such things as, “Well, you know that Mr. Obama is a Muslim.”
奧巴馬當然不是回教徒,那不過是右派抺黑的謠言。但包威爾更進一步,給了一個主流媒介從沒說過的答案:
"But the really right answer is, what if he is? Is there something wrong with being a Muslim in this country?"
Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land
And now I understand what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen They did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
And now I understand what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen They did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight on that starry starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the stranger that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen They're not listening still Perhaps they never will
梵高的畫,我不能說懂得欣賞。但 Don McLean 這首 Vincent 美麗的歌詞,寫出了藝術家孤芳自賞的孤獨,和被疾病折磨的痛苦,我覺得十分動人。這是我最喜愛的英文歌之一。