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.
A country song by Rodney Carrington. Not OK for work, but cute - not porn. "If you love your country, then show them to me..." It's a guy thing - some might say a bit adolescent. (h/t, Ace)
At first this made me angry—it struck me as a rude, in-your-face act of selfishness. But then I was struck by the genius of it, and I thought, “My God! There may be an answer to all of mankind’s problems here.” This has given me hope….