I’m Doug from the inside out, and these books are a part, but just a part, of me.
I’m very independent in thought and action, so a conventional appearance is restful, protective, and a little amusing.
I like and respect people with very different views from my own.
The Rural Social Justice thread in these books is the armature that gives structure to pieces intended to provoke, inspire and feed the reader’s thinking and imagination.
Few people will read them; but it only takes one to make all the difference.
I’m not passing a torch — I’m just holding the door.
July 31, 2020
Goodbye to red barns and cows in the pasture, when you live around an industrial farming dairy operation you see . . . an aberration. While any natural meadow would be filled with animals, birds, butterflies and insects, thousands of acres of factory farm fields seem empty of all life except genetically modified crops, herbicide modified weeds, antibiotic modified pathogens, and of course, blowflies.
Rural America has moved from the natural world of farming to the unnatural world of industrial farming, and it’s fitting that all that’s left to survive and thrive is this age-old symbol of death and decay.
You Know You Live near a Factory Farm When Your Kids Go Fishing with a Pool Skimmer