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.
My sweetheart points out attractive pictures in the newspaper for me and occasionally alerts me to pretty girls nearby. I reciprocate, though less often. She knows I'll be true to her even though the eyes sure seem to be the faucets of the hormones...
What the French advertise about themselves and their attitudes is rationalisation. The tolerance for the affairs of powerful men descends from Droit de Seigneur, not open-mindedness. The general tolerance is very recent. Yes, even in Paris.
Assistant Village Idiot
The magical biological and psychological chemical attractions to which we humans are heir is one of the more complicating, exciting, bewildering, and painful parts of life.
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Yet the gay-rights movement has convinced most people - without a shred of evidence - that such complex behaviors are genetically determined.