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.
Santa smokes, owns elf slaves, utters the forbidden word "ho," likes to nip at the brandy, and likes�to sit children on his lap - which means he is a sicko pedophile.�Jules notes that his waistline is one more strike against him.
Pahhandler gets no loose change when him/her ask for a quarter.
I give her/him buck because, the Ecumenical party line is not to do so, it might encourage him/her.
If her/him needs food the soup kitchen is open daily if him/her hasn't wore out welcome for being on the bum.
If her/him get another buck him/her can get a Tall cup of coffee at one of the Starbucks, (yes, we have free choice downtown) though it's really a small cup.
If her/him get a quarter him/her can get a 24 oz can of Pabst, unless it's Sunday.