Spent a lot of time contemplating and discussing the transformation of our family farm these past few months. My battlecry is survival – change, evolve, diversify on many levels. And take a deep breath, my fellow farmers, because one of the ways we’ll have to survive is to farm less land. Crazy to accept since the farmer has survived the past 30 years by getting bigger and bigger. But sooner than later, all living things reach their capacity. Our ego gets in the way, not allowing us to recognize we peaked along with the banking and automobile industry and are beginning a slippery retrograde to something vastly smaller yet more significant. I believe this ‘addition by subtraction’ is a good thing. We’ve used and abused too much land for far too long.
Minimizing our production will afford us to avoid excessive payments on multiple tractors and other equipment that will allow us to continue our way of living or at least surviving this Greater Depression. Minimizing operations will give us the opportunity to rebuild the soil, polycrop, and expand our mental horizons. Not to mention greatly reduce our stress levels on our own minds and emotions, as well as the environment.
My Dad, who has been doing this sodbustin’ thing for most of his 62 years, along with most older generation farmers are saying they see, “The writing is on the wall.” What does that mean? It means, most farmers will be out of business, one way or the other, very soon. Some will call it ‘retirement’ even though they can’t afford that luxury. Some will have no choice but to make a career change because their bank will likely ‘shut them down’.
You see, my friends, the American farmer lives on borrowed money and time. And we’re almost out of both. The average age of the American farmer is 65. I ask you this question. Who is left? How many young farmers do you know? By young, I mean 40 and under. What will happen to Grandma and Grandpa’s farm? Their house? Their barn? I shutter to think at times how finely bricked homes will someday join rickety shacks along the highway – abandoned, collecting tumbleweeds and sandpiles? How many of you know how to grow enough food to support your family? If you are nervous by that last question, you will be effected in an extremely alarming way within the next three-five months.
What will save the American farmer once the government reduces our welfare checks (known as subsidies) and completes the 180 degree turn away from us? How free will you be in your urban castles when all your food is coming from thousands of miles away and across at least one border? How free are any of us if three or four corporations control all food and clothing crops? How free is a nation that can neither feed nor clothe itself?
And my question to the American farmer is how proud will we be if we refuse to change our actions, reactions, and mentality? Are there any Sons of Farmers remaining? Few. Very few. Is there any fight left? How can we continue to make it as a steward of the land? What will prolong our survival?
The answer is getting back in touch with Mother Nature. Becoming a part of her, listening to Her, and helping her. Stop poisoning the soil, the air we breathe, and the water we drink. Stop planting GM crops – it is cancer on a stick. Stop thinking only of money while we disregard Nature. Yes, we have to make a living. No, it does not have to be at the expense of Nature and future generations.
Change. I know that doesn’t set well for most farmers. Don’t think of it as change, think of it as evolution. If that doesn’t work, think of it as survival.
If any of you come to this website regularly, I thank you. For those of you who are new to SOAF, enjoy the ride.