This magical, marvelous food on our plate, this sustenance we absorb, has a story to tell. It has a journey. It leaves a footprint. It leaves a legacy. To eat with reckless abandon, without conscience, without knowledge; folks, this ain't normal.
We will never sell or have an IPO. What that does is suddenly flushes you with cash. It makes you now work for a group of stockholders, who, again, put pressure and temptations on your true-blueness.
Frankly, any city person who doesn't think I deserve a white-collar salary as a farmer doesn't deserve my special food.
Oh, my goodness, when we came to the farm in 1961, I mean, it wouldn't even support one salary.
We can't begin to feed ourselves with a local-centric system if we lock up land in royal manor models.
The cycle of life is death, decomposition and regeneration, and a person who wants to stop killing animals is actually anti-life because it's only in death that life can be regenerated.