@Reconstructo,
Do you really want to pin this boogey-man word "idealism" on me? And yet somehow I have managed to survive in this merciless world, lollygagging around in my little dream. I even got a pretty girl to marry and friends to get my back in dangerous situations. Lucky for them they didn't know they were just my 'magination.
What I'm not is a naive realist. But I have the same contempt for naive idealism. The truth is a dialectic of the two. To deny the factor of consciousness is masochistic to the extreme. To deny the objective world is childish.
Kant is great. But we've come a long way. I'm fond of Freud, Jung, Maslow, Fromm, and even had a phase with B.F. Skinner. As a child, science was my favorite subject. I passed the Nuke test (as they call it) when I joined the Navy at seventeen. I've pulled a gun on burglars. I assure you: it was
real. But I was conscious of it, or I wouldn't remember it to tell you about it. And I'm conscious of the memories, or I couldn't have written them down. So I'm not inclined to describe my experience as mind-independent. So put the idealism holy water away.