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.
I was a tough-minded secularist with the kind of soul that looked at the pictures of life with a hard, unblinking eye. Oh, yeah? Show me.
Ditto, Gerard. That is good. Been there, done that too. The sterile life, arrogant life, the "it's about me" life. I am long done with that; got the good infection by finally just letting it happen, opening my cold heart, and letting it in to change me. Or at least to try to.
Oh yes--I remember Ash Wednesday. One particular Ash Wednesday stands out in my mind. That was the mid day communion that I attended at my local Episcopal Church. The minister was very liberal. The other women attending that day got a nice tiny cross marked on their forehead. I -- well I got a big huge black smudge. That was during the time when I was refusing to allow my DH to continue working for that private liberal college in town. So much for keeping church and state separate.