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  • James A Eichenlaub

Let Them Eat Cake

Today is Sunday ... and we all know what that means! Yes, yes, tomorrow is MONDAY! A day supposedly named after the moon but more appropriately should be named Moan-day.

What happened to the "good old days" when one would spend weeks plowing fields and planting seeds in hopes of having enough to survive the winter months? Then, if all went well, came the harvest! Another few weeks of picking and preserving, drying, and canning.

In between was the weeding, keeping the critters away, mending fences, raising livestock, milking the cow/s, and keeping up with repairs on the house and other buildings.

Ah, the good old days! Who needs them? We have Russian wheat, Chinese soy, and other crops, tomatoes, strawberries, and plentiful other fruits and vegetables from numerous other countries.

Marie Antoinette..."Let them eat cake."

Of course, along with these come Import tariffs and trade deficits, and convenient shortages when the prices get too low. Seasonal difficulties, shipping backlogs, boycotts, and the like.

This is AMERICA, where we have the 40-hour workweek because we deserve it! So who needs the good old days when we have the "food service industry." on every corner! "Would you like fries with that?"

Let those other people who barely subsist monthly on what we pay for a single meal at a restaurant...let them pick the crops and till the soil and sweat and earn a living.

Us! ... WE have important things to do like bar-b-que and watch the game, wash the car, hose the driveway, water the grass, and all that after a long week of slaving 40 whole hours for the corporate masters! We can barely make the payments on both cars the house, and not to mention our vacations and other debts. Oh, and don't even talk about the holidays, birthdays, and such. My god, we can barely afford it all.


"LET THEM EAT CAKE, she said!"

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