Arrr, I be a thrifty landlubber! Let’s hoist the sails for treasure to keep our green bounty safe, matey!
2025-02-15
Arrr, matey! The ruckus in Washington be stirrin’ the heads o’ farmers like a stormy sea! They be scratchin’ their beards, wonderin’ what the morrow brings. We be needin’ a fine compass o’ certainty, lest we all end up in Davy Jones' locker!
Ahoy there, mateys! Gather 'round as I regale ye with the tale of a humble farm in Garretson, South Dakota, where the crops be corn, soybeans, and alfalfa, ye see. Times be tough for us scallywags, what with Mother Nature throwin’ storms, droughts, and floods like cannonballs upon our fields. Aye, the past year alone has sunk our fellow farmers with over $21 billion in losses!Now, me hearty, these calamities threaten not just our livelihood but the very legacy we wish to pass to our little barnacle-covered ones. If this chaos in Congress keeps up, it be makin’ it harder for us to keep our ships afloat! But fear not! There be tools at our disposal, like the Conservation Stewardship Program, which helps us keep our lands shipshape even in rough seas!
But, shiver me timbers! Some landlubbers in Congress want to cut our precious resources, which would leave us stranded without the means to weather future storms. If they don't grant us the funds we be counting on, we may find ourselves at the mercy of foreign imports! So, let us raise our tankards and demand our leaders steer clear of this madness, lest we find ourselves in a dire pickle, unable to feed our communities. The future of our farms and families hangs in the balance, savvy?