From Neil Gaiman's journal this morning, a particularly O.o letter, and his response:
Neil. I have seen the face on the dollar bill. Looks familiar. I know what you and Mr. Moore know. I have deciphered your books...very clever. I bet I'm the first, aren't I? Still, I have to ask, would you do nothing? Election day is almost upon us. Who has your heart????!!! I live in Brooklyn, a stone throw from the Statue of Liberty, the original Promethea(?), and I wonder if you can see me? Am I to be like poor little Frodo carrying the ring back into Mordor by myself, unseen by the great big bad eye. So be it. Tell Alan there are others that watch those who watch watchmen. All said and done, I think you guys are great. I simply don't understand your motive. In the end it all comes back to pride, right? Is it possible you don't know what I'm talking about?????? Ask Alan. He knows!!!!
He doesn't, you know. Honest.
And no, I can't see you. [/Neil]
<3 him. So much.