Monday, June 13, 2016

Gun Control

Here's a Daily Show segment about gun control - published in 2013.

In the past eight years, has President Obama really had to address the press eighteen times about a mass shooting?

Think about THAT.

--- MMT

Wednesday, June 8, 2016


Thanks to everyone who took the time and a leap of faith to cast a vote in my direction. It looks as if Dennis Rodoni and Dominic Grossi are going to be in the runoff in November.
Honestly, we did better than expected, considering all the stiff competition.
Time to get back to Plan A!


Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Best of Luck to All the Candidates Today

Best of luck to all the candidates today. Thanks for your willingness to serve.

--- MMT

I have to admit, one of my favorite moments of the campaign was seeing this on twitter - it made me laugh. : 

Re: Dick Spotswood: Voters have a lot of choice in the 4th District race

I feel the need to respond to Dick Spotswood's statement in his recent recap of the Distruct 4 candidates. I will spare an analysis of his bias and just respond to this statement : 
"Singer/songwriter Mari Tamburo of Homestead Valley is certainly no status-quo proponent but her quixotic campaign is mostly about opposing the county’s construction of sidewalks in her bucolic community."

My campaign is not "mostly about opposing the county's construction of sidewalks..." 

True, opposing the County's illegal and environmentally irresponsible concrete slab is how I entered local politics. My campaign is an effort to continue to clean up the mess that County has made of Homestead Valley. I see a community in pain and I have the desire and knowledge to help bring our community together. Plus, I have the desire and skill set needed to prevent the same bad process from dividing another community.
I can no longer afford to volunteer my time. It's that simple. 

...if it is idealistic to expect our elected officials to respect our local community plans and not steal money - that explains why I #FeeltheBern - It wasn't about the sidewalk. That was just how I got drawn into local politics. It was about the corrupt process and total disrespect for my neighbors. Plus, the lame idea that just because there is money for something, we should build it.

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Sunday, June 5, 2016

Twitter feed

If you want to follow the adventure for the next few days, follow this Twitter feed :

[Livin' Like Kings] Thanks and...

Thanks again to everyone who came out to help us raise a little bit of money for the San Geronimo Arts Fund - especially the musicians : Willow, Dore, Roberta, Pat Campbell, Meg, Robin, Tomas and his awesome band - and last but not least, my dear friends Livin' Like Kings : Richard, Pat, Arne and David.

Livin' Like Kings is on extended break as we work on finishing the album.

Arne has put out his producer shingle. If you know of a band looking for an experienced producer and they have a budget, check out the Plant Studios website.

Please be sure to vote on June 7th, especially if you live in Marin County's District 4 -

vote Mari "Mari Mack" Tamburo  - 4 Supervisor!


p.s. - Get ready for the next phase of "Save the Palace of Fine Arts" - as you may already know, the community effort to prevent inappropriate development into a luxury hotel has resulted in the withdrawal of two proposals. Now we have to request a new RFCP process.
If you would like to be involved, please join our group on facebook :

If you want to stay updated on Mari Mack &/or Livin' Like Kings  :

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Thursday, June 2, 2016

June 2, 2016 : Orange for Gun Violence Awareness

Dear Friends :

I changed my blog header to the orange graphic that our neighbor Kristen made back in April for our campaign. I'm going to keep it there for a while. Orange for gun violence awareness.

Gun violence is something that hits home for me, because when I was eighteen years old, I watched my family be torn apart by a single gunshot. I will never forget the look on my mother's face when she went to my cousin's house. It was early on a Thursday morning, my cousin Karen and I had just returned from one of our all night adventures, where we had been terribly lost on Long Island and were giggling all the way home. The giggling stopped the moment I opened the door to see a look of horror on my mother's face. She looked as if she hadn't slept all night.
"There's been an accident," she said. Silence. I pleaded for more information "What kind of accident? A car accident? Who?" The seconds felt like hours. "Not a car accident, no. A gun accident."
A gun? I knew then it had to be my brother, Petey. He was the only one in our family who had a gun. "Where was he shot?" I searched my mind for what I thought could be the least lethal place someone could be hit by a bullet. "Was it in the leg?" My mother looked back, shook her head and said, "No, his head. The bullet is in his head."

He hung on in a coma for twenty four hours and then his light went back to the universe. Our family was never the same. We made attempts to come together, but every time we gathered seemed to only amplify the loss.

I started writing a song to express my grief, but couldn't finish it for a long time. Here it is:

No parent should ever bury a child. It upsets the natural order. My heart and prayers go out to anyone who has ever lost a loved one.