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.
We received the most heart-warming and encouraging compliment ever, as a comment on our Sunday Nite/Monday Mornin' Links last night.
That is the kind of soul food we need to continue slaving on Maggie's Farm. As Dickens said, only a fool would write without getting paid. We are thus fools, by definition: our compensation is your interest in our writing and "thinking", such as it is.
All we ask is that the folks who enjoy our brand of eclectic stuff send us around to friends, relatives, enemies, and neighbors, so we can get the discriminating and intelligent readers we deserve.
Image: Yes, that is our own Dr. Joy Bliss again, in a pensive mood, reflecting on Object Relations theory. She has promised us a major essay on "happiness" this week. In my opinion, an eyeful of Dr. Bliss is happiness enough for anyone.