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.
Took a drive yesterday from Yankeeland way, way down to Brooklyn - Bedford-Stuyvestant specifically. Yeah, it was "essential". If you know this spot (coming north off the Whitestone Bridge), how's that traffic? My gal drove 75 mph the whole way down and back and the cops ignored.
Bed-Stuy used to scare me. Now, at least in my daughter's area, it's a wedge of gentrification. Remarkable to me.
I worked in a yards good store in BedStuy on Broadway between Ralph and Green for four years during college in the 1960s, and through two riots. As in most poor neighborhoods, about 5% are the bad ones who sink to the bottom. 95% are decent, hard working, polite people, getting by with some dignity. Now, the latest yuppies -- most from elsewhere in the country with no compassion or loyalties to New Yorkers -- are moving in and pricing these good people out.