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.
Photo on right of the new temporary Principal of my kids' grammar school.
George Bernard Shaw was a Fabian. So are most of our modern Dems.
True love? A beautiful thing. Wizbang. Obviously, the problem was taking the "obey" part out.
NYS doesn't want you to own this kind of shirt. Moonbattery
Do high taxes deter working? No sh-t, Shakespeare. Stumbling. Fact is, if you make the really big bucks, you don't care about taxes all that much. With the medium bucks, you're inclined to say "What the heck - why bother busting my ass?" Or, like most tradespeople around here, you insist on cash.
Assistant Village Idiot read Charles Mann's new Indian book. He liked a lot of it, but the PC parts clearly rankled.
Where's Waldo? The real truth about Jamil Hussein. We already reported here that we sighted him Christmas shopping in the Springfield, MA mall on the Thursday before Christmas, but he disappeared into the Gap dressing room before we could get photo proof.
Whither blogs? Media, or newsletters? Flares is skeptical about the value of Pajamas Media. Is it anything more than "Glenn Reynolds and friends?" I am skeptical about the value of blogs in general, except as hobbies - unless they keep the MSM on their toes.