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.
Somehow, I think the third one is a photoshop job. The concrete and the doors are obviously old, yet the surface of the rails are shiny, showing that they had relatively recent use...
On our honeymoon many years ago my wife and I stayed at a two-bedroom, two bath condo-townhouse in a luxury resort on Kauai.
In one bathroom, when you tried to lift the lid to use the toilet, it hit the shelf above it and so couldn't be opened more than about 35 degrees. Absolutely useless. Fortunately there was another toilet in the other bathroom that didn't have the same design flaw.
The resort people tried to sell us the condo, can't remember what the price was, but I'm guessing in today's dollars it would have been around $900,000. Needless to say, we weren't interested.
Dwarves? Those are for those select Men with extended members! We always wondered if there were signs above the low ones that said "long things" and the high ones that said "short things" whether that would change usage.
By the way, what happened to one-size-fits-all units that went from mid-chest to the floor? How many problems did they solve?