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.
When Blazing Saddles came out my father and my uncle, an old german farmer, who had grown up working with draft horses, went to see it (don’t ask me). When it was over my uncle's only comment was that you couldn’t knock out a horse with a punch, implying that he had tried. But you would have had to have had to harness draft horses to understand....