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Chronicles of Me: Farmers and Anarchists

 

Chronicles Of Me

Farmers and Anarchists

I know some anarchists of the libertarian type. I understand the concept, but the devil is in the details. I would be concerned that they might succeed in their endeavors, but I am not.

I grew up with farmers and cattle ranchers in a farming and ranching community in rural East Texas.

When I was very young (back in the days of the Goldwater Johnson race) my little mind made some realizations about politics and farming and a small statistical catalyst. 2 percent of the American population produced abundantly more food than the rest of the population could consume! This was foolishly, of such concern that the government was paying farmers not to grow some crops! What a problem!

From there, it was a small intellectual step to realizing that farmers control food and could, if they were so inclined, control the country. It was a stark realization of the dangers of control and, strangely enlightening to know those I lived and worked with had such stored political energy.

These "Hayseed Farmers" as those wannabe elitists who were so keen on escaping this backwards old way of thinking and living, were responsible for the "city slickers" soul's existence!

Hayseed Farmers were never really a class. Modern farmers are among the earliest adopters of new technology and innovators in its adoption.

I knew the power they held. What kept them from exercising it? The same thing that keeps libertarian anarchists from doing the same! They are hyper independent and individualistic at the base, and getting two or more to agree on anything is a hard row to hoe!

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