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.
In the midst of trying to decide what to name Canada, at the time of nationhood - well, commonwealth-hood, no consensus could be reached. New England? New France? Quipihana? The Nice Country? Ducksville? Dullsville? Al Sharaaf? People's Republic of Nouveau England? So the decision was reached to draw letters from Dick's hat. Here's how it went:
C, eh? N, eh? D, eh?, etc.
And speaking of Canada, and not joking, did you know that all of Canada has gone to bilingual - except - guess where? Quebec. Seulement Francais. To you PC guilty and feckless Canadian liberals: Bienvenu a Canada. You got rolled again, suckers.