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.
Our corner of Maine, where we try to spend much of August boating, blueberrying, catching up on reading, playing tennis and golf and socializing over cocktails has broadband now, astonishingly. Re cars: Right now, I drive an oldish Lexus sedan, hubbie drives a fairly new F-250. Spare car? A 2002 Suburban for when needed, which we are considering replacing with a Toyota minivan. I'll begin with this minor rant -
I hear that Cash for Clunkers - a wonderful subsidy for the Japanese auto makers - has had to extend their time frame for reimbursement from the government. Today is the latest deadline, but who knows?
The car dealers need the money to pay their bills.
It's the amount of paperwork, plus government computers crashing and making terrible errors. And most car dealers do not have, and cannot afford, the staff to get the government forms entered properly. Why would they? They are in the private sector...
That's why I refuse to get involved in government medicine. I don't have the time, and I cannot afford the staff to do their paperwork. And these bozos think they can run American medical care? They do not have a clue.
Errors on government paperwork are potential felonies. Who needs the hassle? Not me. I just want to be a simple doctor, and I would rather be paid with a bushel of potatoes from your garden than with a puny and way-overdue government check.
Tell you what, Phil. There are still some of us out here who refuse to be chivvied and herded into doing something stupid to please the empire-building ambitions of our political class. I wouldn't trade in my 1991 Volvo [splendid condition-23 miles to the gallon on the highway] for any of those cheapjack new hybrids our car makers are building. And there are others just like me out here in flyover country. Our dependable old cars may not have all the newest bells and whistles, but they serve us well.