weeding and winnowing…..
These are processes very familiar to the farmer. Being raised on the farm I quickly learned about the weeding and why it was extremely important when it came to winnowing (harvest) time. I hated hoeing, it was hard work, always hot, dirty and boring. Now my Dad was a pretty good farmer and knew how to roll the dirt with the plow to minimize the growth of weeds but some of them always escaped the plow. The only way to get rid of them and limit the number of weed seeds in the soil was to hoe them. Let me tell you walking a half mile row chopping out the dreaded ‘Careless’ weed, Johnson grass, Morning Glory, Goat-heads and Grass-burs was not anybody’s idea of fun but it sure made harvest time both easier and more profitable.
When I got old enough to pull boles (harvest cotton) I was around 6 years old. My Mom made me a cotton sack from a burlap feed sack by sewing a strap on it that would fit my shoulders. This was before we got a Cotton Stripper machine that eliminated hand-pulling of the cotton boles. Now I wasn’t expected to pull enough boles to amount to anything but I was being taught some lessons and I enjoyed being paid for my labor. I also learned that a weed that got skipped during hoeing was very painful to the fingers during harvest.
If could go on and on about farming but that is not the reason I am writing this post. The lessons I learned I wish to apply to both the political landscape today as well as the real-life landscape as I see it. First of all you need to be able to recognize the weed from the crop. Some weeds look much like what was actually planted when they first emerge from the soil and are easily removed. By the time it becomes obvious they are weeds, removing them is much harder. Our founding fathers planted the seeds to grow a nation, a representative republic rather than a pure democracy. It didn’t take long for the weeds of democracy to sprout. They looked and sounded much like the crop that was seeded and so they were allowed to grow and multiply.
In today’s political landscape we are coming to harvest where separating the grain from the chaff is tantamount to survival. The sad part is that if you ask the average man on the street what kind of government we have, they will say Democratic. If you try to educate them and talk about the representative Republic, they will look at you as though you have two heads because they have never heard of it, not because they weren’t educated but because they were educated in public propaganda mills. People of my age may be the last generation that was taught even a semblance of our true history and even I wasn’t taught with true accuracy.
The common man on the street, doesn’t believe that America will ever end or that about 50% of their fellow citizens, most unwittingly, are hastening our demise as a sovereign nation. They gripe and complain about the price of food and fuel but just go about the business of dealing with the way things are today, thinking tomorrow will be a better day. They don’t talk among their friends and neighbors about ways to change the status quo because they don’t believe there is anything that they can do about it, other than voting and then they go vote for the same idiot that has been representing them for decades.
One of the main problems average people have is that all we get to choose from in both parties, in the election process are weeds, still unrecognizable to those who don’t know the difference in a democracy and a republic. Some of these weeds are less harmful and less invasive and maybe more dangerous as such because they are usually the ones elected, the lesser of the evils. The creep of the social democracy has been for the most part barely visible and then only to a few. We are about to reap what has been sewn. I can’t remember the last time I actually voted FOR a particular candidate.
There are voices crying in the wilderness, and the average citizens regard us as mutants…..