Rugged individualists; yeah right! Farmers are like a flock of sheep. We dress the same, talk the same, drive the same pickups and tractors, and all-in-all act like a bunch of disfunctional gang-bangers.
The sirens on the rocks are calling out to Southern Idaho agrarians: "beans, grow beans, there's money in them there beans.....". And like the faithful greek sailors we are, we are turning our ship and heading toward the sweet seranade.
Turn around! We will do what we always do to profitable markets; destroy them. We like to clutch them in our oversized, simple hands and say; 'pretty beans, wonderful beans...', and then we look down and we've squoze it to death. If you doubt my stunning logic, just take a gander at your neighborhood spud farmer. Potato grower meetings make funerals look like fun-filled, laugh fests. Two years ago, the potato market was enjoying it's best profit margins in ages. So what did we do, we planted too many acres and combined that with record yields to devastate prices.
Let's all take hands and go to our nearest support group/learning center/diner and resolve to develop rotations, stick to them, and become market makers not market chasers.
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