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.
Nashville Skyline. Maggie's Farm's Dylanologist is making the big move from Yankee-land, across the Mason-Dixon line to Music City to pursue his career. We wish him the best, and ask that the Volunteer State rebels treat him well. Even though he is a Yank, he's one of the good ones, and he'll keep working for us. To commemorate this, we offer two old YouTubes of Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan, One Too Many Mornings and Girl from the North Country.
And, speaking of the Southland - the Aquazone Bass Edition. Turn your monitor into a wild bass aquarium. The flag? That flag don't stand for slavery none: it stands for the never-ending rebel, anti-authoritarian, anti-smarty-pants expert, free-thinkin' American spirit. Plenty of us Yanks admire and respect that rebel heart and soul and especially - God Bless him - the great American, Gen. Robert E. Lee.
Bush made me buy property in Crawford, says Cindy Sheehan. Wizbang. This peculiar lady is an endless source of humor, but sometimes one feels sorry for her due to some emotional condition, despite being a traitor, an idiot, and a tool.