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.
As one who has long been living in a red portion of a blue state, I have to disagree with this quote.
In my experience the worst thing in the world is being sure you are facing your last moments and this is the way you will die. It is, admittedly, a short lived awfulness but a profound awfulness.
Another horrible thing is to be stuck hip deep in mud that pulls one's tightly laced boots off and threatens to do the same with one's britches while one extracts oneself. And then having to dig into that mud to recover one's boots.
I suppose there is a strong similarity to that awful feeling and living in the red part of a blue state. Awful indeed. But not the worst.
What you said really puts things into perspective. Fortunately, I have never faced a last moment moment but I do have a coworker who was attacked by a pit bull last year which maimed her arm and killed one of her little dogs she was walking. That had to have been a life altering experience in which I'm sure she thought this is how I will die.