After reading several articles lately in my state and a neighboring state - the battle we are waging to educate the public about agriculture and it's production methods is very real. Sometimes I wonder what the trial of 'the farmer' would look like... (Creative liberties were taken)
Farmer: I'll answer the question!
Farmer: You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I'm entitled to.
Farmer: *You want answers?*
Kaffee: *I want the truth!*
Farmer: *You can't handle the truth!*
Farmer: Son, we live in a world that has farms, and those farms have to be worked by men (and women) with plows. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg?
I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for the environment, and you curse the Farmer. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know.
That producing food in abundance, while tragic to you, probably saved lives. (Billions actually) And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, provides food. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that farm, you need me on that farm. We use words like honor, work ethic, commitment. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent creating an abundant, safe food supply. You use them as a punchline.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a person who rises and eats under the smorgasbord of the very food that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a plow, and farm a plot of land.
Either way, I don't give a dern what you think you are entitled to.
Kaffee: Did you produce the most food you could?
Farmer: I did the job I...
Kaffee: *Did you produce the most food for the least cost of any nation on this planet?*
Farmer: *You're Gol' Dern right I did!*
Well -- maybe i'm just over caffeinated and not getting enough rest...
Keep teaching everyone you can about the story of Agriculture... and tell Rob Reiner I'm sorry.