I am suffering from Plumbers Butt Burn. Ugh
We worked hard and long outside yesterday. Dealing with the garden and the cattle. Nothing too dramatically new. We had some discussions on the direction we wanted to take with the business, and fretted over a possible taxation of cattle because they fart. With NAIS, the restructuring of the USDA to save us from ourselves, and now this possible new tax, I am starting to feel defeated. I realize that this proposed tax has been around for a few years, but I just heard of it. They have backed down, or so I hear. I am just not trusting it...now go into a political rant that I won't quote here.
The New York Times
Of course we have many people that want it. Because we are to blame for the climate changes. Sure, whatever. I am feeling a little cynical this morning, pardon me. I just read a bunch of comments about this tax, and am feeling like too many people get wrapped up in the wrong sort of things. I am more than likely guilty of it myself. I am not however super crazy about destroying American agriculture. Cattle have been passing gas for a very long time. I think we should blame the taurus longifrons for the Ice Age. I mean, what else could have caused the dramatic shift in the climate, except for an ox fart?
oops, that was a tangent.
oh, and FYI, not every single person with a cow gets subsidies, nor does everyone that farms for that matter. So that argument just doesn't cut it.
Shoot, there was something I actually wanted to talk about. I guess I got a little distracted. And of course there was a bunch more items to touch on about the above subject, ya know how many cows today verses yester year. But that is a numbers game for another day.
I need to get back into the good mood I awoke with.
We went over to the farmer we buy are green wheat from yesterday. Turns out that his wife thinks I am a bit of a freak. Oh well. She doesn't seem to get the tats and piercings coinciding with farming and from scratch cooking. But the thing is she doesn't want to be a farmer's wife. She seems to hate it. I don't get it, because she would do the same thing she is doing in the city, only her husband would be doing something different. I feel bad that she can't be happy. That she isn't able to find something that gives her pleasure out here. But to each there own. I have a feeling she wouldn't be happy anywhere.
I think you are right about the farmer's wife. There are some people that will never be happy no matter where they are or what they are doing. They will always find something to complain about.
I had a similar experience the other day. Teenage monster's friend came over to where I was sitting and knitting and he had the misconception that knitting was something old ladies did. Not I quote "harley riding, rock n roll listening, young people like me...." Mind you he is only 15 but still. If your doing something that makes you happy what difference does it make what you look like. Too bad your neighbors wife isn't happy with the life she has....maybe her next one will be more to her liking.
Yart, my f-i-l crochets, and he's a 1%er from back in the day.
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