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.
Sir John Gielgud, unforgettable in so many roles – and only he, playing a butler, could so verrry stiffly and silkily respond to Arthur’s bland set-up, “I’m going to take a bath” with such genteel contempt, “I’ll alert the media,” and then keep the rhythm building a series of quiet little comic explosions:
Arthur: Do you want to run my bath for me? Hobson: It’s what I live for. Arthur: I just broke up with Linda. Hobson: I can’t imagine why; a little tart like that could save you a fortune in prostitutes.