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.