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 your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That youíre tired of yourself and all of your creations...
You never understood that it ainít no good
To let other people get their kicks for you...
I didnít mean to treat you so bad
You shouldnít take it so personal
I didnít mean to make you so sad
You just happened to be there, thatís all
I just canít fit
Yes, I believe itís time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please donít let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.
And your streetcar vision which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who among them do they think could carry you?