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.
This uplifting piece always reminds me of a sail (yes, sails) from Lisbon, down to Morocco - Casablanca and Marrakesh - then out to the Canary Islands, a few years ago. Our Captain always blasted this tune when leaving a port.
As I have mentioned before, Columbus' house is still there on Las Palmas. We checked it out, and the cathedral next door. Some lady farmer gave him a bunch of sugar cane so he could find out whether it could grow in the West Indies. It sure did, for better or worse.
I did bring home a bunch of varieties of Canary Island rum. Stupid not to.
Many years ago I sailed (literally, sailed) from Spain to The Canary islands: Tenerife. On a clear day, you could see the volcano from 50 miles away. Spent about a week there. Fell in lust with the daughter of a British engineer. Then sailed back to the USA via Bermuda.
Maggies Farm once posted a video of the Corpus Christi procession in Orvieto (Umbria) , Italy that used this music. The music fit the procession very well. I am not embedding the link because one time when I did, the spam filter kicked in.
I actually have a CD of the Vangelis Conquest of Paradise movie score (yes, a CD, I collect movie scores and I am old fashioned). I play that piece whenever I'm feeling particularly militant about all the politically correct nonsense.