We've fed the chickens and gathered the eggs. You should have heard the racket as that house full of hens greeted me with so much cackling you couldn't tell who was saying what. I also observed that those hens who were working in the nest to deposit their eggs weren't joining in the cacophony. (ref. to this later on) I never learned to speak 'chicken' so I don't know whether they were berating me for picking on Megan and Taylor or whether they were applauding. I just stole their eggs out of their nests and left. Their security system isn't very tight! I devoured a skillet full of eggs, sunny-side up, for breakfast and promised myself I'd give the hens a special treat of some kind. The crisp bacon was delicious too, but I don't know how I can thank that poor ole porker that gave his all to satisfy my taste. That glass of milk was delicious, too. I didn't really care whether the cow who manufactured that milk wanted me or her calf to enjoy it. I deserved it. After all, it was me that sat on that one legged stool, with a bucket between my knees and squeezed that warm fresh milk out of a not too cooperative cow.
Uhg! I had to strain some unwanted foriegn material out of the milk before I drank it. Today, the milk you drink never sees the light of day until you pour it out of the jug and into your glass. You can blame those, supposed, inhumane loafing and milking parlors for your privilege of pure, clean, and consistent tasting milk.
Having been born and raised on this farm, I have experienced the adverse conditions facing both man and animal. I've braved the wind, rain, hail, snow, cold, and heat many times as we attempted to get the animals into the best shelter we could afford for them. And, believe me, nature didn't provide any better accommodations for the buffalo and fowl that roamed across this vast prairie that was called 'The Great American Desert'. Neither did nature provide an abundant and consistent food supply for the scattered nomadic tribes of Native Americans, who subsisted in the area.
Megan and Taylor, we are not nearly as far apart on our ideals and desires for a system of food production as you might think. But, realities are realities and we must always strive to attain a balance of compassion and care for all the participants, both man and animal, who are involved in the service industry, manufacturing system, and food chain. How can we do that? Our system of government allows us to establish fair and equitable rules and regulations that protect all of society. Those equitable rules and regulations cannot be had until we understand where we are and how we got here.
Having been semi retired for a number of years now, we don't have any livestock of any kind in the operation. So, now I'm not a diversified farmer. I raise only wheat and corn. Those two commodities don't require me to confront the elements of nature on a daily basis. So, no, I didn't do all those chores I described, earlier. But, I'll guarantee you, I've done my share of them in years past!
In a pristine and ideal culture farmers were satisfied to provide for themselves and enough to meet the needs of the society around them that provided those things the farm family couldn't, or wouldn't, provide for themselves. Those days are forever gone. When the farm families began to notice and crave the amenities and comforts their city cousins were enjoying, they had to change their strategy and began specializing and reaching for more lucrative markets for their produce. We have progressed from that family farm, which depended on their immediate family for all the labor and resources. Today we have mega specialized and integrated production units that depend on cheap labor for those menial tasks that technology hasn't mastered and the high priced automated technologies that require volume production to sustain themselves. The lower economic end of that system, cheap labor, has a difficult time managing to meet just the basic essential requirements for life. The upper economic end of that same system has increasingly become more and more greedy, and since they have control, their lust for economic leverage and power has created havoc with social structures and environmental conditions.
Our political system today has come down to a battle between the haves and the have nots of our society. So long as those battles are being fought by the two extremes, justice will never be had for the betweens in our economic and social system.
I surely hope that the Megans, Taylors, and me's of society will strive to find that middle of the road governance that protects those struggling to meet the very basic essentials for life and allows for reasonable reward for the individual entrepreneurs who have the ambition and resources to go beyond those basic needs for themselves.
So long as we have the two extremes screaming at each other with unsubstantiated accusations, demands, and promises, we will never have a stabilized system that provides liberty and the pursuit of happiness for all people.














Comments (3)
Ken, you know I respect your opinion (and you), but I think you may have not fully understood Megan's dilemma. Let me try to explain as I actually share Megan's conundrum myself!
Like you, I used to raise my own chickens. Your description of your chickens - according to my book - were happy chickens of the sort that Megan is probably talking about. That is - they have fresh air, fresh bugs, dirt and space to wander in, and - above all else - they pay "no nevermind" to the strutting rooster that waves his wings around and tries to impress them. I'd say, these are happy hens indeed.
Recent research has shown that eggs raised in the huge antibiotic-growth-hormone-crowded-corporate-chicken-farms offer less healthy eggs. Here's why - the corporate eggs lack Omega-3. Omega-3 is a type of fat that is essential to human (and chicken) growth and health and is offered to humans (and chickens) when they (we) eat foods that are: 1) whole green forage foods, or, 2) meats from animals that ate whole green forage foods. Therefore, if chickens eat a combination of green stuff and insects (not strictly corn), they are manufacturing and benefiting from Omega-3. If we eat their eggs, we will too.
The kinds of eggs that you raised, Ken, and the kind that I raised were full of Omega-3s. And, as you are aware, they were not full of antibiotics or growth hormones, which are known to be bad for humans and - the latter - particularly bad for women.
I actually have the same challenge when I'm at the egg counter that Megan does. I want my Omega-3 eggs to have orange yolks that stand up tall because this tells me that the chickens are as normal (back to nature) as possible for store bought eggs. I don't buy the ones that say "vegetarian" fed because that's silly. I want my chickens to eat bugs!
Oh, and by the way, I did find a gal in my town who delivers her yard eggs (they eat bugs too and have orange normal looking yolks!) to me once a month for $1.75 a dozen. They're small but tastey! ;-)
(I also left this same comment at your Happy Chicken post where you, me, Taylor and Megan have has such a great back-and-forth about chicken!)
Posted by Pamela Jean
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September 23, 2009 12:31 PM
Posted on September 23, 2009 12:31
Ken--right on! (And now I want some bacon...)
I see you're concern lies with the underpaid, underprivileged workers on big farms. That's something that's been absent from our discussion, but it's definitely crucial. It's a piece of the same "happy chicken" pie I was talking about, though. When you buy from small, local farms and refuse to pay for cheap, industrialized food, you're helping out the workers on those farms, too. Amazing the power of a simple trip to the grocery store, eh?
My deepest respect to you for providing and cultivating--a role of understated importance the rest of us take for granted.
Posted by Megan Hill
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September 23, 2009 1:10 PM
Posted on September 23, 2009 13:10
Oh, and here's a piece I wrote a while back about corn-fed beef for more on why meat feed-lot animals is bad news.
Posted by Megan Hill
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September 23, 2009 1:15 PM
Posted on September 23, 2009 13:15