Big aldermanic race brewing in our neighborhood. Folks ringing our doorbell everyday. We live in an area that’s already zoned for Jehovah’s Witnesses and aggressive freelance yardworkers.

Some might erect a “no soliciting” sign. What we did was finally replace the cracked empty hull of a doorbell.

Somebody’s knockin’ at the door
Somebody’s ringin’ the bell
Somebody’s knockin’ at the door
Somebody’s ringin’ the bell
Do me a favor
Open the door
And let ‘em in
—Wings (later satirized by Franklin Ajaye)