Being a drummer myself, I feel I need to speak out. There are many afflictions of all types, worldwide. Thankfully, there's one fairly minor disease that affects a very small percentage of the population. It's called being a drummer. It doesn't seem like something that would be considered unhealthy, but as my wife loves to point out all the time, it takes a special woman to put up with a guy like me.

This sickness is often easily diagnosed during the early years, and is often identified by constant tapping on inanimate objects, such as school desks and kitchen tables. Air drumming along to the radio or mp3 is also a common sign you might have a burgeoning drummer on your hands.

The absolute best way to treat this condition is to buy them an awesome drum kit to vent the obvious frustration they're having, with trying to make you believe they're interested in what you're saying, instead of just wanting to hit things. If they have a sweet kit, with a wide variety of cymbals, this will keep their fragile minds off the disease they're suffering so greatly from. Like this sweet whip right here:

Photo: J Stew

So maybe today, as your going through your day, you could send an encouraging email or text to a drummer you know who may be suffering. Maybe let them know how important they are to you because of their superior ability to tap along with a really annoying song, or take way too long explaining to you what odd time signatures are...and failing.

They just want your respect, and to feel normal like anyone else. Drummers are human beings (except in pop music), and need love to. So walk up to your favorite drummer, put your arms around them, and let them know how you feel. You just might save a life today... The life of an antique dining table that just can't take having Wipeout played on it one more time.