One of the things I love, when urban intellectuals start thumping the table on the subject of agriculture, is the implication that farmers are a bunch of gun-toting rubes who neither value nor know anything much about the land. That may have been true to a small extent once upon a time, when immigrants and poor city dwellers, armed with government land grants, set out into the hinterlands of America to make their fortunes in agriculture. Today however your typical farmer is middle class and college educated, with a far better grasp of what “the land” needs than anyone who lives within driving distance of a Starbucks. But appreciation goes far deeper mere than mere intellectual or economic interest for most of them. I can tell you from first-hand experience that no one loves the land more than a farmer. If they didn’t, they’d be doing something else for a living.