[ SECRET POST #3988 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3988 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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[Stranger Things]


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[MCU / The Danish Valhalla comics]


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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

This, ffs. Farming itself is hard work and lasts all year, too. Not to mention the crops are at the mercy of the weather - you can get wiped out by hail two weeks before harvest. People are nosy as fuck, you have no secrets in a small town, and there's a huge amount of pressure to conform.
The city might be harder, but the arts, the museums, the ability to have discussions, coffee shops and bookstores make city living so much better.
Obviously I grew up in a small farming town, too.

[(Anonymous)]

Yeah, no kidding. Farming sucks. Got lots of relatives in the heartland who own a lot of farmland, trust me, there's nothing authentic about it. You ride in big smelly farm equipment, you're not out there touching the dirt and smelling the plants and feeling like a goddess-blessed hippie. It all smells like gasoline. What about the cute farm animals, you say? How about dead animals? Even if you don't butcher, a weasel might get into your chicken coop and massacre everything, so you get to clean that up. Your harvester slices up all the small animals that live in your field, too, so so much for green living. You work long hours, and are at the mercy of the elements. Your cute little country cottage is full of fucking insects. The nearest town's social hub is the church, and maybe a bar full of old grandpa-age people who hate Mexicans.

Not that I don't think it's possible to have a beautiful, peaceful farm life and be happy, well-informed, and spiritually content. But farming isn't cultivating a lovely little garden, riding a horse around, and petting cute animals like in Stardew Valley or Harvest Moon. Farming is a lot of work, and probably in a community that has literally not changed in 60 years. The romanticism would die pretty quick for the imaginative city-dweller.