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.
Women are indeed fickle. Alagna's name was mentioned in our free ad for the Met's HD live series. A transplanted Sicilian raised in France, his preference seems to be French lyric opera. Here he is, not in a French lyric opera but singing with authority out of his oatmeal hole:
For some opera fun, see continuation page below in which Alagna storms off the stage at La Scala (a tough, demanding crowd, unlike the Met, where most do not know the difference and will offer "bravas" to anybody famous regardless of their effort) after being booed, and is instantly replaced by his understudy (in jeans). Wish I had been there.