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.
Oh! Me sainted mother so made me and four younguns laugh with that song, during a particular time some while ago. The only light heart (and it was an act, but what an act!) among us, she'd call and sing a bar or two, and make everything all better. Lucille, of course, showed back up eventually, sans guru, but by then, we had internalized the reality of the situation and chose to bite no more.