This Salon piece
about well-educated 20- and 30-somethings buying organic and artisan
food from their Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program allotment has
been making the rounds; One Story Up’sMegan Cottrell hasmore over at change.org.
It’s been causing consternation in the usual circles, and while it’s
raised some compelling questions about why the cheap, shitty food that
the poor are apparently supposed to confine themselves to is actually
cheap (here’s a hint), I’d been looking for something brief and resonant to squeeze the matter into a ball, as it were. And fortunately, Reason came through.
One of the very angry commenters on their aggro-libertarian blog
mentions how when his daddy was the same age as the U of C grad above
(“this pathetic fuck is 31 years old”), he wasworking the land like a good solid American midwesterner. 640 acres, which is a lot. I was curious where it came from.
Turns out, according to the commenter,
the farm was built up over the generations, going back to the 1870s,
when… wait for it… it came from one of the federal government’s
biggest welfare-to-work programs in history, the Homestead Act.