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.
Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons evírywhere Iíve looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They rain and snow on evíryone So many things I would have done But clouds got in my way Iíve looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow Itís cloud illusions I recall I really donít know clouds at all
From Joni Mitchell's Both Sides, Now. You only need to write one song like that in your life.