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.
My Dad was a mid-western commercial flower grower. He was never allergic to anything in his life except daffodil sap. If he didn't wear long sleeves and rubber gloves when handling cut daffs, his hands and arms would break out and he would have what looked to us back then as an asthma attack.