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.
You all remember Darby and Joan,don't you?
When you're young you criticize the meter and the style of it. But when you're in your eighties, it becomes more poignant ...
"Hand in hand when our life was May
Hand in hand when our hair is grey
Shadow and sun for every one,
As the years roll on:
Hand in hand when the long night tide
Gently covers us side by side--
Ah! lad, though we know not when,
Love will be with us forever then:
Always the same, Darby my own,
Always the same to your old wife Joan..."