And it’s produced by farmers, the 1%, for the 99% of us who consume.
Yet daily we are barraged by self-professed experts and animal rights morons telling us of the dangers or the immorality of the food we are eating in an effort to control our behavior.
It's easy to sit behind a desk in Washington and write senseless regulations that don't apply to foreign food producers. It's easy to sit in an office in New York or Norfolk and condemn the lifestyles of others without having any understanding.
I’ve been following Marianne at Northview Diary for many years. She and her family own a dairy farm in upstate New York. They love what they do, “…animals are my life…not just my job.”
Not long ago Marianne made some points that I have never seen expressed better:
For every farmer trying to offer a voice of reason about how farming methods have evolved for literally thousands of years, as better and better ways of producing food were discovered, there are thousands, maybe even millions, of armchair agronomists regurgitating animal rights tripe. They would like nothing more than a vegan world...or better yet a world without humans at all.
I'm tired of ill-informed people watching HSUS ads and sending in their money for the poor puppies and kitties, with no clue that almost all their dough goes to lobby Washington against hard working, truly caring farmers and ranchers. I am tired of people who have never shared space with a farm animal casually deciding that they know more than generations of successful farmers about caring for them. I'm tired of always being told to make nice when the other side has the gloves off and is flinging dirt in all directions.
…As my late mother-in-law, born and raised on a farm, and a farmer all her life, said quite often...when the shelves in the grocery store are bare they will see things differently. Meanwhile, we know how to produce food and so we will just keep plodding along the same, with or without the well-meaning, but useless, and often even dangerous, advice.
There seem to be a lot of angry controlling people
who won’t be happy until you and I
- Have no dogs or cats
- Are living in huts with no heat or electricity
- Are eating tofu
- Our only form of transportation is a bicycle
And it’s broken
Growing our own food
With seeds, a hoe, and hunger,
The insects grow fat.