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.
"Hi Neighbor, Have a Gansett". That was the pitch from Curt Gowdey, Red Sox TV Play-By-Play man in the '50's. And the lovely Irene Hennessey was the pitch lady. In those days Boston taverns in Blue Law MA had signs that read "Ladies With Escorts". Narragansett Lager Beer was legendary for it's GIQ- the Giant Imperial Quart.
Born 'n' bred in Rhode Island, left in '73. We called it 'Nasty-gansett' then. My Pa's favorite quaff back then. And, yes, he bought it in the Giant Imperial Quart size. Are they still really making the stuff? Believe their big brewery was in Cranston.