Anyone who has spent five minutes in New York City over the past few weeks has seen the campaign signs; some merely state the name of the candidate and some take it a step further, employing the use of catchy phrases. Manhattan borough president candidate Eva Moskowitz’s signs, emblazoned with “Don’t get mad. Get Eva,” fall into the latter category. So today, on Primary Day, I decided to take my sign appreciation to a new level. I decided to go get some Eva.
Making my way through the Upper East Side, the turf war, in all its democratic glory, was evident. Surrounded by Scott Stringer signs, the Eva Kids, in their fire engine red T-shirts, had staked out 92nd and 3rd, a mere block away from the Eric Cesnik camp that had claimed the corner of 91st and 3rd.
I had heard that Eva was campaigning on 92nd and 2nd, but after being directed up and down 92nd street five times in a fruitless quest to find her, I took refuge in a polling center where she was scheduled to appear and settled in, watching as people fanned themselves with the literature handed out by the bevy of workers on the streets.
Moskowitz, the councilwoman from the Upper East Side, has managed to stand out in a race that has been glossed over in favor of mayoral coverage. She has been in the spotlight recently due to a complaint she filed with the Campaign Finance Board alleging that opponent Stringer illegally accepted help from the Working Families Party in the form of mailings and phone calls.
“It completely eviscerates the concept of a cap [on spending],” she tells the Voice. “If you want to win so much that you’re not willing to do it honestly, then what’s the point?”
Stringer and the WFP are not the only enemies Moskowitz has in this town. A few years ago, the woman whose fliers read “Doesn’t Go Along to Get Along” launched a campaign against the United Federation of Teachers, “committing a sin” by “cracking open the books” and investigating work-rule misuse in the public school system, she says. Her actions prompted UFT boss Randi Weingarten to vow to “punish” her, Moskowitz says.
But today, at around 3:40 pm, the candidate that has been called “Evil Moskowitz” entered the room inconspicuously and without pomp, trailed only by an aide and welcomed warmly by the crowd of poll workers and citizens. She slowly walked around, shaking hands, bending down to talk to constituents, taking her time to listen to a wheelchair-bound man who told her of the lack of a ramp on the corner of 86th and Madison.
As she exited the room quietly, she passed a woman in the hallway. “The voting is in there, ma’am,” she said. Without a hint of recognition, the woman thanked her and moved on.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on September 13, 2005