QUOTE(lederuvdapac @ Oct 28 2007, 07:42 PM)

Should Congress allow "undocumented" workers to work on our farms so that we can continue eating cheap food?
Or should the Farmers pay a living wage to their workers?
What is it about this that we are forgetting? ...

... Right! In this country, farmers are paid NOT to produce. We can continue to have cheap food if we cut farm subsidies. Farmers will no longer be paid to stop producing crops and the actual market will determine prices. The argument that cheap labor is necessary for cheap food is disingenuous.
The again, certain states (such as NY) are creating programs and probably spending millions for drivers licenses for illegals.

Does this make them legal illegals? I am confused. Not withstanding the fact that no illegal would go out and get a document that proclaims their status of being "illegal".
Seems pretty strange, doesn't it. It's like the System encourages illegal aliens to come here, then all of a sudden guys like Tancreado wake up and go, "Hey . . . This ain't' right! It's all those bleeding heart liberals' fault! I can fix it, vote for me!"
Except some of us have been paying attention all along. The System made this problem, and the liberals were just trying to help people caught in a jam, and then we get the blame. How $%^&-ing moronic.
Farming has gone corporate. That's why all those liberal musicians got together to do FarmAid, and it makes you wonder about Willie Nelson getting busted for pot and shrooms, not to mention the IRS battle.
Then we get poison fastfood from the CorpAgra types, can't do a thing about it. Except look in hindsight and go, "Huh. Well I suppose that's understandable," unless you ate the spinach.
Back in the 1970s I joined a food co-op in the cheap rent district of S. Minneapolis known as Whittier. I'd work a few hours a week there to get a discount on Raw Bits and veggies with added bug protein, AKA organic produce. Also cheese whacked off these huge wheels from Wisconsin. Cheap food meant beans and rice. These places have gone corporate too, and the food ain't cheap but they still do a good business. Turned from hippies to yuppies.
Haven't tried Wal*Mart for food shopping, and probably won't. Safeway is more to my liking and I know the meat comes from local ranchers in some kind of co-op. Wal*Mart imports it. Then slow cooking to make the cheap cuts super tender, and voilà, the beans and rice get a real good shot of protein.
But then I've noticed the produce, some of it, being imported from S. America and even Japan. Japan? That is strange. The apples come with sunroofs (just kidding).
The point I'm making here is that Americans are also good at dealing with inflation. We know how to make it on a tight budget. Seems that policy makers have either never experienced this or ignore it. Cheap food is not an issue. We know cheap food. Profit is the issue, as in the corporate types have to make ever more of it, and so we get these situations.
That also explains the attitude that Americans won't do the low-level jobs. No, the policy-makers won't do them. They are spoiled little brats grown to be spoiled big brats. I am pretty sure that Dick Cheney never hauled mud or worked the sewers of his hometown. GWB likes to cut brush, ye-hah. Yep, I used to do that for free on my father's lake place, which we affectionately called Lake Swampy. I know how to work both a brush hook and a scythe. I know what it's like to go knee deep in muskeg. But ducks nested there and the red-winged blackbird was thick. So were the skeeters.
Nostalgia is a pretty cool feeling. So is physical labor and that six-pack at the end of the day, good el-cheapo domestic brew. Guess I'm nostalgic for my youth. It was a good one, an honest one, calloused hands and strong like a bull moose. Still like to do some of that around the mountain place, hand tools and gloves. I call it gardening, but maybe up here it's the victory of hope over common sense. Yams grow. Yes, they do. Not very big. Trying bulbs this time around.
The point! Oh yeah, well, the youth of America would like to get nostalgic memories down the road too. They just don't know it yet.