I’ll only speak for myself. I don’t think anything “romantic” about the medium-scale farming operations that in the modern day grow most of the food; I think that a lot of them probably fuck over the actual farmworkers, and I don’t imagine them as a little 10-acre farm operated by a happy rosy-cheeked couple.
At the same time, I do think that the people who run those operations deserve justice and protection against the behemoths who actually keep all the money and ruin the food supply, and that we should change the system so that small farming operations can exist in the modern day without having to become industrialized whether they want to or not. The food has to come from somewhere.
And yet people cling to this romantic notion of the family farm.
I’ll only speak for myself. I don’t think anything “romantic” about the medium-scale farming operations that in the modern day grow most of the food; I think that a lot of them probably fuck over the actual farmworkers, and I don’t imagine them as a little 10-acre farm operated by a happy rosy-cheeked couple.
At the same time, I do think that the people who run those operations deserve justice and protection against the behemoths who actually keep all the money and ruin the food supply, and that we should change the system so that small farming operations can exist in the modern day without having to become industrialized whether they want to or not. The food has to come from somewhere.
I uhhh… Those are the kind I’ve seen. The kind I’ve literally lived on… I grew up around Mercer/Auglaize county in Ohio.