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.
We have our first significant nor'easter of the year today here in Yankeeland. A collision of an arctic jet stream with warmer, moist air. Sleet and snow, and that tell-tale howling, blustery gale coming out of the nor'east. Wonderful.
Why does the wind blow from the north-east for a type of storn which tends to travel in a north-eastern direction? It's because the center of the counter-clockwise spinning cyclone tends to settle off-shore, feeding off of the Gulf Stream, leaving us with the western side of the storm. (The off-shore winds, for those on ships and boats, would be blowing from the south).
Blasted thing blew over my portable lightpole and broke the heck out of it. Bummed me right out. Fortunately the guests had all gone and nobody tumbled down the darkened steps. Guess I gotta repair the regular lights so I don't need the portable thingie.