The Boat Shoe Beat: No Farms, No Food

“Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.”

Edward Abbey

I’m not a granola bar eatin’ hippie by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, I hate the crazy environmental Left, mostly because they’re massive hypocrites (open borders is actually very harmful for the environment) and they’re absolutely nuts (Extinction Rebellion types). Unfortunately, the mainstream Right, normiecons and neocons, care very little for our environment; environmental stewardship went out the window generations ago, replaced with a strange love for the Chamber of Commerce, muh jobs, and a “growth for the sake of growth” mindset. Indeed, your standard Southern Republican would salivate at the thought of replacing your native wetlands with a big box store distribution center – think of the minimum wage jobs???

As a Southern Nationalist, you are wedded to the land. Our people fought a literal battle to the death to protect it from the Yankee Empire. And, during the Reconstruction-Era much of it was deforested and devastated by the parasitic Yankee, while paired with unchained and unethical capitalistic enterprises. Southern Nationalists are an agrarian people and generally dislike (I’m being too kind) both the urbanite and suburbanite way of living. The destruction of the land, be it clear-cutting thick forests or paving over small family farms, is almost as ruinous to our culture and people as the internal and external demographic displacement ongoing in Dixie.

Thomas Jefferson, an occasionally controversial figure in some Southern Nationalist circles, had an immense disdain for urbanites and was a champion for agrarianism, which naturally included a respectful and reasonable stewardship of the land. Ole TJ had this to say about the cities, “The mobs of great cities add just so much to the support of pure government, as sores do to the strength of the human body. It is the manners and spirit of a people which preserve a republic in vigor. A degeneracy in these is a canker which soon eats to the heart of its laws and constitution.” I think TJ, if he could be transported to the Current Year, likely would be a fan of the Identity Dixie meme series “Crush the Urbanite.” Just a guess.

And speaking of Identity Dixie memes, another series has always stuck out to me – the image of a bucolic farm with this phrase stamped next to it, “Subdivisions are named after what they destroy.” I first stumbled across these memes a few years ago and was hit at the power of that message. I’d never really thought about it before. Then, I started noticing the names of the ever-growing and developing subdivisions – Haley’s Farm, Satterwhite Stables, McIntyre Farm, Farmers Cove, Pendleton Place, etc. These were once real places, farms, and families from my youth, sometimes just a few years ago. Now, they’ve been replaced with half a million dollar price tag, cookie-cutter homes that sit on 1.5 acres. Who wants to live that way? Neo-nomadic transplants, that’s who.

Per the United States Department of Agriculture’s Census of Agriculture Typology Report, the number of family farms decreased by 4% (almost 80,000 farms) since 2012. Large and mid-size family farms experienced steeper declines, decreasing 13% and 8%, respectively. Small family farms experienced a smaller decline (3%). That report also indicates Southern and New England states have the highest share of small family farms. Midwestern and Northern Plains states have the lowest share. Conversely, the share of mid-size and large-scale farms is highest in the Midwest and Northern Plains states.

So, what happens when “progress” continues to gobble up our farmland? Well, you eventually kill the goose that lays the golden egg(s) and this is due to the following factors: (1) farmland, and farmable land, is not an infinite resource, (2) the Empire’s domestic policies appear to be geared toward forcing its increasingly dumb citizenry to eat the bugs and live in the pod, and (3) America’s economy is transactional in nature, riddled with mass incompetency, and extremely fragile to scarcity. If that sounds like hyperbole to you, then you’ve been living under a pet rock – just recall the food shortages earlier this year in your local grocery stores (and still ongoing).

If your citizens are becoming dumber over time (the IQ drop is real and is related to thoughtcrime topics), urban centers, that don’t actually produce food, become the main hubs of your population, and your farms decrease in the thousands year-over-year, then you might very well be in a pretty nasty predicament. Perhaps that’s why the Establishment has been so riled up to introduce edible bugs and soyburgers to the population. It makes sense on a deeply misanthropic level, and we know the elites despise the people they rule over. I once remember overhearing an urban woman at the State Fair questioning why a live chicken only had two legs, but she could buy a pack of four drumsticks at Food Lion. She, and millions like her, clearly don’t have the mental faculties to understand the situation and seems like a good candidate for chowing down on bug paste.

I suppose mass corporate farming will still have a place in post-normalcy America, they have effective lobbyists after all. No matter how bad things get, politicians in a mass democracy will always want some walkin’ around money in their pocket. Plus, Big Ag can employ cheap labor (not you, Heritage America) through the unchecked, mass immigration pouring into the country, Salmonella outbreaks be damned. Small farms are certainly guilty of hiring Pedro over Peter, too.

Now, I’m not suggesting that our immediate future will resemble Charlton Heston’s sci-fi classic Soylent Green. Not right now, anyway. But, the bumbling American Empire could be stumbling toward that dystopian, farmless future, regardless of our objections.