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.
I walk away from a long-term intimate relationship. I’m separating not from a person but a cause: the political philosophy that for more than three decades has shaped my character and consciousness, my sense of self and community, even my sense of cosmos.
Is he describing ordinary political views, or a false religion? It's honest of him to put it this way, and I think very revealing of whence the ferocity and desperation of the left derives. If political views make up the core of your identity and "sense of the cosmos," you are both lost and dangerous. (Real politicians know it's a game they play to make a living and an outrageously good pension.) Thompson, a fine writer, got found.