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 care very deeply about these expressions of who we are as a society, locally or nationally. Some people donít want to see strip malls. Some donít want to see litter. Some donít want to see sexual advocacy in the childrenís section of the public library. Zoning, historical districts, wilderness areas, nude beaches, prayers before football games, public smoking, girlie magazines at the convenience store, transvestites, mosques, loud music next door, ORVís, communications towers, homeless people, Wal-martsÖWe donít want to see it! Or we do. It says something bad/good about us as a people. We want to feel that the place is ours, that it expresses us. I donít want to live in a society thatÖ
Yes. We get to decide what we want around us, don't we?
Sometimes I think rationalist materialists like Stumbling need to listen more often to this great Supertramp tune and develop a bit of humility about his/their rationalism:
Yes, indeedy, I have been told by reliable sources that some 'ladies of the evening' enjoy their work. I wouldn't know, but I do remember the old joke about the Madam who said, "Such a business!. Ya got it, ya sell it -- and ya still got it!"
Forgive my vulgarity, friends. But it's a good joke.