Doug Baird is an artist and writer living in Lansing, New York, who believes that both art and humor have transcendent properties.
His wide work experience has seen him travel both within one corporation from the warehouse to corporate finance and product development, and in a variety of commercial art jobs as a printer, illustrator, art director and creative director.
Doug is project leader for the Idea Enhancement Project, a fiscally sponsored project of the New York Foundation for the Arts, exploring the use of art as a practical tool for increasing innovative and creative thinking. IdeaEnhancement.org
His blog, Rural Tompkins County — The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Credentials, investigates elitist policy making in New York, and its effect on the rural community.
He is the author of two poetry collections: As a Poet, I have a Confession and Please Take Care when You Utter a Curse, and a recently published picture book: You Know You Live near a Factory Farm When Your Kids Go Fishing with a Pool Skimmer.
Representative artworks can be viewed at DougBairdArt.com
Doug does not use cell phones or social media in order to spend more time on creative projects, and in pubs.
There just had to be a Hog Farm Sing-a-long in the book. Nothing connects the bucolic rural past to the future’s industrial farming dystopia better than the hog.
When the tide finally turned in the last century, and factories became accountable for some the destruction they caused, that greed went underground, and popped up as Agriculture, complete with all the arrogance toward the community and the environment that they displayed as factory towns and coal mines.
But now they had learned the power of public perception and a wholesome image There was also a new sense of power. As the agriculture industrialists know: If you don’t have a new car you cry, if you don’t have food you die.
Agriculture is an industry that is exempt from meaningful regulation in this country, and it’s located in areas that are kept free of urban reporting.
Follow this thread and you’ll realize that it’s like a living portrayal of the saying “give them enough rope and they’ll hang themselves” — and us along with them