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Well. the Kansas wheat harvest went into the shitter – a late frost and rain rain rain did it in. Couple that with world production being revised down every month and it looks like the ol’ U.N. relief trucks won’t be filling the bellies of the hungry third world millions.

Another thing that just freaks me out is that all the ethanol plants online now and scheduled to come online in the next two years will produce the same amount of gas that could be saved if America properly inflated their tires. What, a third of the U.S. corn crop is going into the ethanol hopper as world grain stocks drop below what is going to be needed for the first time in history.

What’s the line? – “Why do they hate us so much”? Sam and Suzie Suburbanite, the heaving masses in the cities, and backcounty shlubs can’t be bothered to blow up their tires. Aw, if the Cambodians don’t starve they’ll just breed more to starve next year. Both aspects being true – however repugnant that is to one’s reality tunnel – the search for a solution is still right in the backyard. Cowpeas, beans, and cabbages etc. Assuming you got smart and fled the city. Which slews me into my next train of thought…

Suburbia. Pretty much a few standard items stand out above all others. Roofs and lawns. Streets and guttering. I hear so much chatter about the coming death of suburbia, but my brain is wired to look at something and say “what would I do if…”  Y’know, the average suburban closet has enough clothes in it to cover the occupants for decades. That massive roof structure looks like rain collection to me. And the lawn? Plant that fucker with food. Duh.

So maybe Wandering Minstrel Acres could be known for its broccoli and fennel seed production. Trading with Gambolling Elk Ridge for their mung beans and dill. With somebody who has the knowlege to rip the deisel Volvo and a few lawn tractors apart to make a communal plow run by the guys who are into soybeans. The subdivision that my mother in law lives in has the entire runoff channeled to the low spot across her street. Any fool could dig a catchment pond there, and the dumbest bicycle powered pump could pipe water to the entire complex.

Same thing goes for cities. Tear down the lottery outlet store and plant some shit. Those glass front strip malls? Material for greenhouses. Asphalt and concrete sidewalks are Urbanite – the building material of the future.

Don’t fear the powerdown, embrace it. China could feed its billions if they left the factory cities and once again poked at the soil with spoons.

The County reassessed my place – got the notice in the mail. Doubled the valuation. Hmm, maybe ought to call a real estate guy and see what the place is worth. Turns out I could easily yield a 50% profit without a whole lot of hassles. Pay off the car, move back to town to the house we have rented out, fix it and sell and make some more money. Debt free with a new car and maybe 70K in the pocket.

But, where would we go? All the good parcels of land have been bought up by folks who want to enjoy the view of a creek or spring rather than use it for irrigation. It’s a shame to see good bottom land with live water utilized for no higher purpose than a couple of playtoy horses but that’s just the way it is. The way it’s always been – the common man relegated to scratchin’ in the margins while the wealthy enjoy the view.

I know we will never have our place paid for. We’re coming upon a period where incomes will decrease even if you manage to keep your job, food prices will rise through the roof from ethanol mania, and property taxes will keep going up and up since that’s always been any county’s cash cow. Just a slow bleed into the next lower socio-economic strata. Jeez, we worked so hard to get from upper lower class to lower middle class bwahaha.

Turns out the stupid county hireling assessed the place across the road. They got twice the house, barn, outbuildings, etc.

All that angst for nothing? Not really. Got a better view of what we are sitting on from looking at what’s available out there. I’d hate to start over and redo all the stuff I’ve done around here. But still, I realize that there is no “mine” or security or guarantee that effort can be permanently pocketed. And the whole point to Father’s Day revolves around me having a son, and that I can’t make anything secure for him. I was born with a silver spoon up my ass in the most prosperous nation and time period in history and I cannot pass that along. My Dad never taught me how to plant turnips though – had to learn that the hard way. Instead of becoming a corporate fat cat I chose to smoke dope and drink beer.

At 45, I’m the same age as my dad was when he died. I’m not overweight, don’t have high blood pressure, and don’t really have any hassles being happy in daily life. Maybe my boy will get something of real value following me – hopefully leaving the dope part alone…
So if living the Tao is simply the art of leaving well enough alone I can stop fretting over “gain” that is impossible to hold anyway. I turn goats loose and they turn scrub into pasture. The county assessor’s office will make this place more valuable than I ever will no matter how much sweat I pour into the place.

Without worries I may not self destruct and leave my son without a dad. “My daddy kept pigs, too” is just as noble as “my daddy made a bunch of money”.

Oh god, I can’t help but want to just start shooting stupid fuckers… or sell ‘em beachfront property in Arizona:

NEW YORK — According to NewsChannel4’s Jonathan Dienst, sources said federal investigators have made arrests in an alleged terror plot on Kennedy Airport.

Four people have been charged. One is in custody in New York. Three suspects are thought to be overseas. Law enforcement officials said the plot may involve a former airport worker.

Sources said one suspect is thought to be a former parliament or government official in Guyana.Sources said the plot involved a plan to blow up a jet-fuel pipeline at JFK setting off a potential massive explosion.Sources said counter-terrorism officials have been following the plot for about six months. Aviation officials said there is no major threat to air travel related to this plot. One law enforcement official said: “[There was] credible intent to commit violence but it was not operational.”

“[There was] credible intent to commit violence but it was not operational.” And a six month investigation? Three “escaped” the dragnet? So it took six months to build that honeypot, just to splash it all over the media and legitimize The SS (Dept of Homeland Security). Some shit is just too transparent to anyone with more than three neurons firing.

Aw, fuck it. Put me on the goddamn “red list” and get my bunk ready at the detention center. ‘Cuz I’m one of those people who knows an American’s patriotic duty is to shoot law enforcement officials once Queen Hillary or that crazy Giuliani declare martial law. But then reality kicks in and knows that it is in my best interest for the pigs to run loose and arrest and detain as many low life marauder types as possible around here. I’m not a low life. I’m not going to take by force what is not mine. I’m just an old harmless farmer trying to grow turnips to feed my family… Wave howdy at the deputy as he drives by.

It is time to start putting together a bug out bag for real. The population of this country is softened up for anything the gummint cooks up. I just don’t appreciate being taken for a moron. And being able to see through the bullshit classifies me in the same category as those “intellectuals” that were disposed of in the Cultural Revolution.

Beating me with a Cognitive Dissonance stick. Alright, alright already. I get it, now leave me alone. What’s our beef with Guyana, anyway?