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.
Nunnya Bidnez, jr
Ah. The old "Garden Path" setup wherein your brain is prepped by the syntax for one scenario and abruptly dropped, with grinding gears and squealing brakes, into another. The one I remember best from a class in neurology is "The old man's glasses were filled with Sherry." Probably today using that example would get the professor sent to re-education camp.