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 readership grows each year. It used to double, but now it only grows at around 20-25%. Bummer.
Cybersluts that we are, we want to keep on growing. It's our only reward for our efforts - besides our own private pleasure in posting.
I know that we are a boutique site - not to everyone's taste - but there are probably millions out there around the world who would like to partake of the Farm's offerings.
(Remember that politics is just one part of what we discuss here. Even if people are further Left than we are, they can read us because we try to discuss things half-intelligently and with facts - except when we need to perform a therapeutic rant.)
Do us a favor, and do your friends and email list people a favor, and send the link to Maggie's around. It's a free subscription! Plus no annoying advertisements!
Thank you, Readers.
(Photo of one of our farmworkers, organizing our archives for posterity.)
BD, I am happy for your and the Farm's success, but in all good conscience I can not recommend this site to my friends.
I don't have to elaborate why.
I'm glade you still allow me to post here. Please notice from now on , when I do post the letters PIP.
Posting in protest. You know why, and only you can fix that if you want.
Jim Papa. Dover N.H
This post is worthless without pics! (link please)
My brother has a house on Stockton Lake in Missouri which I visit from time to time, oft times in the fall to harvest a few pounds of persimmons. But living in and visiting the snow is something I forswore some years back. It is only pictures by brave souls such as yourself that allow me to remember WHY I chose to live in much warmer climes.
Ehhhhh. One other thing about your picture BD, is it looks like my friend's law library (at least the one he maintains for show... since all of the library is now loaded from DVD's onto the office server.) Unfortunately for me, none of his law clerks match that profile. Drat! I couldn't afford 'em anyway.....
And Rodger, thanks for the pictures. That bottom one is why I like hanging out at his place as often as I can. There's something about sitting on the back deck after dark, watching the satellites overhead, sipping my brother's latest concoction... or going out on the deck in the early morning with the cup of coffee and watch the fog dissipate over the lake.... and listening to.....silence. (well, birds, sometimes wind in the trees, and occasionally cursing the disturbances from the bass jockeys in their powerboats racing down the lake at the start of yet-another-fishing-tournament)
Is it possible that you do not know what you do for us? We (speaking for many I do not know) depend on you for a measure of peace and sanity. A touch across the void...someone to back up against when called.