Week 3 - A Thought

We are farmers. We grow and harvest, reap and sow, weed and till and nurture til our eyes are red and our backs are sore and bent. We are all farmers. But, now, are we growing? The disease of mass production does "make cowards of us all." What mother doesn't wonder exactly what is burried in the brightly wrapped package that unwraps toward another shelled center? What are we farmers growing these days? The fear of an unhealthy generation? The all-encompassing powers of a larger, painfully arfificial market? If Wal-Mart is evil, than we are all its demons, all but the farmers, who are working every day to build a world with no more than it was founded on. Bravo.