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.
Pure reason is amoral, godless, material, resists poetry, music, magic, the soul, and the transcendent. On the other hand, reason has the tools to critique reason itself. That is cool. The dark gifts of reason.
Mendelssohn (my main man this past year) drank deep in the Lutheran A Mighty Fortress in his 5th: