The Farmer’s DNA

Human nature is fascinating. I live in an area where it’s very warm most of the year and the growing season is over 300 days long. If you live in the great white north (i.e., north of the Mason-Dixon line), you might be envious. If you’re a native of the great white north, likely not. Your winters are cold. You were born and raised in it and that’s just the way it is. From what I can tell, most of you actually thrive in it. And the south is hotter than hell most of the year and the natives never complain – they sweat the year around and hardly wear any clothing. And they love it! I can’t really explain why but I believe it’s a DNA thing.

Farmers are an interesting lot and like all other living forms are driven by their DNA. Farmers born and raised in Iowa just want to grow corn, preferably with John Deere equipment. Farmers in Kansas – wheat and cattle and the occasional acre of sunflowers to support their state motto. Farmers in Oklahoma can’t really grow anything but cattle and oil derricks and the farmers in my part of the world, south Texas, just want to grow cotton.

Cotton. Lots of it. Wall to wall if they could have it their way. It doesn’t matter that it costs 10 times more to produce than any other crop. Nor that hurricanes or tropical storms will likely wipe it out three in ten years. Nor that every pest under the sun will find it and try to devour it. Nor that the bales sit at a cotton gin for months waiting to be ginned and the bank paid. Nor that cotton pickers cost more than my house (that’s saying something – my wife has expensive tastes and her own income, mind you).

I ask, “how about something easier and just as productive like corn or sorghum? Perhaps sunflowers, wheat, sesame or an organic crop of some sort?” Their response – “Hell no, we just want to plant cotton. That’s what we do best. It’s in our DNA.”

I want y’all to do well. God bless our farmers!

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