We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
We like to putit out thereinto cyberspace, especially stuff that the MSM neglects, but also whatever seems interesting or diverting to us. We do not aim to cover everything, though. We all have day jobs, so whatever we do is all we can do.
(Our dirty little secret is that we use politics to attract readers to our non-political posts, like recipes, gardening tips, an early morning glance at each Sunday's Lectionary, and pretty girls on occasion.)
How many newspapers these days give you an early look at Sunday's Lectionary reading these days?
If you like us, please send us around with a recommendation to your friends. A steadily growing readership is our reward. Furthermore, we feel sad when we consider all the folks around the planet who might enjoy us, but still do not know of our existence.
Photo: Our fact-checker, on the job serving breakfast at Maggie's Farm HQ this St. Paddy's Day morning. But Corona on St. Patrick's Day?
BD, you take out the lime, and put in clover, for the Corona's. Any dumb ass non Mick knows this.
Who posted The Chairman this past weekend?
It wasn't me, cause I'm away making trouble on the weekends, and besides YOU! nominated me months ago.
If there is anything that I take serious it's being Chairman, and being Godfather to my friend's kids. I would strike down with great vengeance any one who would harm my Godchildren, or debase this Great Pot Farm: I mean site. : )
Well started working on it alphabetically like...got as far as G and thought Guinness almost rhymes with Venus...then it being St. Paddy's Day, I wandered off to the pub. I'm home now, but I forget why...
Ah... good rhyme. But I didn't realize we were talking about gearshifts in fast cars. Matter of fact the 64 Plymouth Belvedere had just such a device. Nice, close shift Hurst. Paired up with the 383 four barrel it was a hell of a ride.