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.
Perhaps the problem the reverend describes is in confusing "need" and "want".
I took up cowboy shooting a couple of years ago. I had enjoyed shooting years before but never as part of a club. I also wanted an activity to share with my son that happened in the real world rather than on a monitor.
I was happy before I started shooting. I'd be happy if I had never heard of cowboy shooting. I would get over it if I had occasion to stop.
But, in the meantime, I would indeed be very satisfied with one more revolver, because we're getting along with three and really need two apiece.
But I know I don't need a fancier costume, or to eat at Applebee's several times a week, or a car any fancier than the one I have.