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The values ​​of the lost agricultural world are still important

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Hello, this is Victor Davis Hanson for the Daily Signal. I would like to do something else. I would like to talk about a lost agricultural world and the quick industrialization and suburb of America and the values.

I want to do this because we have all these misunderstandings and all this indoctrination and all this ideological tendency over the past. I just want to get a personal attitude very quickly.

We talk about this white, monolithic, racist society that has to be lifted under Dei, but my family has left my family since 1870.

But my point is where I now show that there was a farm from Harry Gusegian. I shouldn't even mention his name. It was a wonderful family. And they were out, they had escaped, his family, the genocide of the Armenians in Turkey. And he was very ethnic. He was very strong, supporters of Armenian culture.

I wasn't the other names to my south, but he was a Japanese American. He had his farm confiscated during the newspaper campaign by Earl Warren and McClatchy and FDR. Remember that it was a liberal company to take Japanese from its property and basically bring you in camps in the highlands of Sierra Nevada. But the local farmers came together and managed it and then kept the money, that was the income so that he could have the money when he returned.

There was a Punjabi immigrant in the west. There were two Armenian brothers in the north.

I arrive, it was racist and ethnically diverse. There was no – it was a natural variety. And when everyone said: “Privilege, privilege”-we grew up in one, I don't try to be unique or something or a victim, but we grew up in a very small house of 1,100 square meters.

And my grandparents were here – my grandfather was the third generation here. But what I point out that they were like them all listened. They didn't just have it.

My mother lost a child, my sister who died because my mother was pregnant with German measles. My aunt, her sister, who lived in the house that I am, was crippled with polio. And they didn't really know how to treat it in 1920. And she had a number of operations that made her bedridden for the rest of her life. She lived in the living room where I now live.

My grandfather, I remember him at 86, still went out and earned very little money, but worked everything from 4 a.m. to 6 at night, shoveled, irrigated on his little farm. And my grandmother was – she had a broken attachment and she stayed in bed for two years.

That was just the typical story of these pioneering families. It was so wonderful to grow up with them. You have to hear the 19th century dialect: “Be careful when you went over over there.” “I'll give you the Dickens.” You got a look at how life was before the modern era.

It was a shameful culture: “Victor, now remember that you are a Hanson, her Swedish relatives and a Davis. If you go to the city, I don't want to see a cigarette hanging out of your mouth. I don't want you to have alcohol because if you get into difficulties, represent us all. And you will shake us. And we are working hard to have a call where we pay our bills on time. “

When my grandfather died, my job was to go to all places and see if he had paid the bill twice. He was so concerned about it. And all of this was deleted from Dei. We just had this victim/victim. And the idea that people, mostly farmers, did not bring anything out in the 19th century. And they worked until they died in the dark. And they created and conveyed a number of hard work values ​​to follow the law.

We had a police officer. There were no sheriffs. It was a Swedish American, the police officer. And every time he came out, I only remember when I was a boy in the 1950s.

And what did he examine? Someone was loose or someone had thrown a bottle of whiskey on the property of a person. And he handled it.

Nobody had a key to home. We had a telephone line.

But what I do is, everyone has teamed up, they were ethnic and racist, diverse, there were no prejudices. Or if it was so, it was random and was not essential for agriculture.

And all of this world was not only with the industrial age and corporate breeding and agriculturalism that contained these values, but we have closed these dead people, this dead generation. We said that they were sexist, racist, homophobic and easy, they had privileges, they were supremacists. They weren't. They weren't.

They had nothing. And they worked day after night. And they gave us a number of values: hard work, follow the law, listen more than they speak, do not shape their family and do not treat people with their superficial appearance or the color of their skin or their accent, But the content of your character. You really did it. And how well they managed.

My grandfather said before he died, “It was an honor to be a neighbor of our Japanese because he taught me so much about agriculture. Just looking at his vineyard was so beautiful. “And that was exactly the barometer of the character evaluation. What we did.

And so I think that we should only breathe deeply. And do not listen to the media, the academics of this generation, because what did you give us except discord and mediocrity? They inherited the infrastructure, the values, what makes this country a beacon and the goal of millions of people. And yet, to confuse it through a mediocre, inferior generation – our generation – is really shameful. And it is a description, a deformation of history.

I think it has passed just to say: “These were wonderful people. The agricultural world of the United States gave us a large part of the unique American character. And we will no longer sit here and hear that it is slandered and smeared by people who would not take a day behind a team of horses or a John Deere tractor with 108 degrees all day. “

And this generation did it. And it fed us. And we owe everything to you.

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