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.
Okay, they burned for eight months. Felt like "years" at the time, though. The war had been over for ages and the damn things were still burning, and for seemingly no reason. How long does it take to pour a gigantic cement block and drop it on the sucker? And now they're dumping golf balls into the oil leak? Apparently, these people never learned Handyman's Rule #1: When in doubt, use a bigger hammer.