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.
Crash on the levee, mama, Water's gonna overflow. Swamp's gonna rise, No boat's gonna row. Now you can train on down To Williams Point, You can bust your feet, You can rock this joint. But oh, mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now? You're gonna have to find yourself Another best friend somehow.