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.
Rise up ye cherubic and vestal men!
As the new day dawns so does the sun beckon to bathe our bodies, for our obliques and trapezii are no vestigial things!
Remove thine robes and enter the hallowed gusts of weather, comfort and thermostats to our backs and out of mind!
Shrink not from the looks of neighbors, their furtive and aghast curiosity, for in your example, as you strode down the driveway with nary a shiver from the wind nor a grimace from sleet, they shall see the face of God!
Like all beauty, the world will confront and accost you; do not let them contain you, not even in the hour of your tazing and/or macing. For I have gone before you unclothed and vouchsafed your reward at County.
It is there that I wait for you, with all the bristly and buff men of the ages!
A Nation of Underwear Models
Slim & Walt have recombined as the Great Twin Whitmans in the Sky!