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.
They do not refer to the church as "the body of Christ" for nothing.
Read this before you head off for your fancy and decadent Easter Brunch with beautiful flowers and wine and Mimosas and Bloody Marys and ham and cakes and pies and Eggs Benedict and rare roast beef with Yorkshire pudding and rare lamb with homemade mint sauce and lobsters and shrimp and oysters and Cherrystone clams and squid salad and smoked salmon with capers and a mountain of cheeses and etc (which I am about to do): The Easter Lily.