Time for a new Profile. Times have changed and I haven’t — or maybe it’s just that times haven’t changed and I haven’t either. There seems to be just the same kinds of foolish behavior and self-interest as when I was growing up.
I remember reading about changes that occurred in the coloration of moths, as nature selected them to blend with an increasingly polluted environment. It used to be the “wolves in sheep’s clothing” that endangered our society; now it’s the wolves in shepherd’s clothing we should be looking out for.
Same evil; different vernacular.
June 8, 2021
Industrial farmers are ever-vigilant in their efforts to keep a wholesome image. In the unreported media gulf between urban newspapers and “Ag ghetto” trailers, theirs is the only voice. And they never stop trash-talking the rural community.
In an age that pretends to enlightened social justice, the “hillbilly,” “trailer trash,” “good-ole-boy” is a target that is fair game to all . . . because they’re “racist” and “ignorant” and “backwards” and “uneducated” and you really don’t know anything about them.
They’re people who live independently with almost no money, and no representation at all. You won’t see them golfing at your country club, but you might meet a rich factory farm owner — telling “redneck” jokes.
You Know You Live near a Factory Farm When Your Kids Go Fishing with a Pool Skimmer