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.
Figuring out how it's done, I think, distracts from the appreciation of the artistry with which it's done. It's like when I first started suspecting the Santa Claus story so my mother solemnly sat me down and told me the truth - Santa Claus didn't really have elves at the North Pole making his toys, he was just really rich and bought all the toys he gave away at the toy store. It kept me satisfied for at least one more Christmas performance and later I appreciated the artistry with which she pulled off the misdirection.