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.
Love Strauss lieder. Donít have any fleming and have misplaced my fave CD by a male recording artist (will now look for it.) On construction sites when the rightwing talk or Mexican radio got a little old, would play the lieder for a rousing/ inspired good time. It always concentrated spirits most effectively, although next to no one knew the poems to which I had the words in English and German, no Spanish, had they only asked.
Was amiss in not mentioning how the lieder mostly gets played in quiet moments of Personal Transcendental Introspection and when a few cultured friends come by for Chat & a Little Good Liquor. Yeah, it was perfectly wasted on the blue collars and Manuels.