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.
In 2006 EMI, the world's fourth-biggest recorded-music company, invited some teenagers into its headquarters in London to talk to its top managers about their listening habits. At the end of the session the EMI bosses thanked them for their comments and told them to help themselves to a big pile of CDs sitting on a table. But none of the teens took any of the CDs, even though they were free. “That was the moment we realised the game was completely up,” says a person who was there.
That EMI post reminded me of musician Garnet Rogers. His brother Stan Rogers was killed in a plane wreck in 1983 and Garnet was forever changed. Garnet took control of his career and music and he never flies. Tours in a Volvo wagon packed with CDs. His music is so melancholy compared to when he was with Stan but his writing and his voice are very sweet, imo.
Here is a sad song he wrote (not about Stan he says) and another more upbeat one.
Garnet Rogers - Frankie & Johnny
Garnet Rogers - Small Victory