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.
I can hardly wait until the Obama youth come knocking at my door. It's just the tonic I need to get me out of the doldrums. I can see myself now, putting an Army Ranger choke hold on one of them and dragging them off my property.
Why, I am just giddy with the thought!!
haha. I hope they come to see me. I'll invite them in and find an old Watch Tower and make 'em sign it. Then I'll ask them a pile of questions and ask them if Obama is one of the chosen. I'll smile real big the whole time and play with their heads by trying on my latest red-with-sparkles stilettos and asking them if they think I look 'tough' in them. Then I'll talk them into putting shoe polish all over our faces and going around the neighborhood singing Al Jolson songs for Obama. If they won't do it, I'll paint them solid yellow with my ultra-cool paintball gun.