My mother asked me to tell my grandmother that I attended the referendum, because she's so worried about this. Well, I can tell so for her to feel better, of course.
But I'm sorry, I didn't attend it. I was busy studying the language of Latvian press for my coursework, I was busy with a lecture on the art of teaching children thoughtful reading, I was busy reading classical and contemporary Latvian literature, I was busy planning my novel in Latvian and helping a friendly Russian coursemate with putting diacritical marks correctly in a Latvian text. I was busy finding a traditional Latvian playdance to present at my Music teaching lesson, I was busy listening to Latvian post-folk, I was busy translating text from English to Latvian for interactive learning materials issued by one of the main publishers in this country.
I'm sorry I was so busy I couldn't spare time for allowing a hateful man who is himself, in fact, neither Latvian nor Russian, provoke me. I could not spare time to vote in a referendum where not voting counts the same as voting "against" anyway, when I don't think the issue raised there should be an issue at all.
I was too busy actually working for my mother tongue which all the agitators so seemed to defend, but in words only, while inviting everyone to show that the people of this country are so easily provoked and so easily manipulated.