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.
Women like to check out everything in the mall before they make a purchase. This store would never make a sale.
Also, I like my man because of his brain. None of these men have brains. None of them can cook. None of them are great lovers. Of course the women in this shop are still looking. The conclusion that women are impossible to please makes no sense. Most women do marry. Of those who do, half are pleased with their first choice.