FOOD SECURITY EQUALS BIGGER DICKS OVER JUST A FEW GENERATIONS
If you feed me, you will feel me |
Bear with me. I’m promise you enough totots and cocolok in this article. This is not a fake out, like
COUCHIE, COCONUTS & CLIMATE. There WILL be totots and cocolok. Just read
some important stuff as well.
Taiwan is not just a friend. They have supported our agriculture, community projects, even our corruptions and inefficiencies.
They’re a good example how to build the kind of country we want to become.
They’re food secure. And you know what people hardly ever mention?
Chinese
people on Taiwan got bigger than many other Asians. They got taller when they
moved to the island and started eating what they grew. And get this: Taiwanese
dicks are bigger than many other Asian dicks, even though they come from the
same stock. Only in the last generation did urban mainlanders start catching
up.
No way? YES WAY! Mine is bigger than the communist ambassador's. |
What’s the big difference? Food
security.
Look up food secure nations. (And
also, penis size by nationality, if you must. West and Central Africans don’t
fit the theory, because they only started starving relatively recently. They
were eating good for thousands of years while others were hunting wooly mammoth
and spending winters wondering if
children were delicious.)
The reality is that countries
that have food security are the most developed. WHY?
Got yam? |
Perhaps because food security
leads to food exports and food processing. Food processing leads to other kinds
of manufacturing. The improvement of skill sets actually sparks off new
industries and attracts new foreign money. The increased efficiency of
agriculture frees up more people to get new skills. Those skills attract
investment. Money likes skills that are sold at Third World prices.
Food insecurity makes you feb.
It stunts babies in the womb for
life. It reduces mortality. And it makes your dick smaller. (Or your breasts,
depending…more cocolok and totot to come.)
We don’t need that. We are
neither a small people nor a weak people. We’re not the Masai. But we fought
the British Empire and in 1794, we kicked their ass. And when the great
Abercrombie came with his mercenaries to take St Lucia back, we gave him hell.
We made one of the great heroes of the British Empire respect us, even in
defeat. We did not make it easy.
But of course, back in those
days, we were not eating diwi tou le jou. There was no such thing as macaroni
in the island, yet. We were eating dasheen and zunji and spent all day either
planting or fighting de dirty Massa or colonialism or Garnet Gordon or whatever. When we wanted to go
from Dennery to Anse la Raye, we’d get up early in the morning and start
walking. Up until about the last generation, we still did that – some of us at
least. It eh easy to kill niggaz who can cross the middle mountains of St Lucia
on foot in less than half a day. And that was the women and children.
THE PROBLEM WITH FOOD SECURITY
Don't fuck this up felluz! |
The problem with food security is
land. People want to plant but if they can’t own the land, they have no
incentive to ‘improve’ it. Ten points to Musa for helping free up land for
young farmers. (A three point deduction for the amount of time it takes between
application and approval.)
The irony of food security is
that countries who are food secure have less than 3% of their population
working in agriculture. Countries who are not have all up to 75% of their
people in rural areas, working in agriculture, but they’re undernourished and
their agricultural sector is not the major driver of their economy. Ridiculous.
The countries with the most potential farmers are the ones starving.
Nyaming Caribbean yam since 2005 |
Now there is an important
difference between Taiwan and St Lucia that we must remember, if we commit to
the model. When Chiang Kai-Sek and them moved the Republic of China to Taiwan,
they had money coming out of every orifice of their body. When St Lucia
declared Independence (I’m trying to make it sound respectable, gimme a break),
we did not have very much money in our pockets, much less our orifices.
Which makes food security all the more important. (Not to mention healthy and delicious.)
What is happening to St Lucia
right now is not the result of VAT or debt or Labour’s Better Days. It is the
final death of the fictitious island we pretended was a country. It’s happening
all around the region. What must happen next is that we must be reborn as a West
Indian Federation of nations with enough self-respect to grow enough food to
feed ourselves. And to ensure that future generations of St Lucian men do not
have smaller penises than their fathers and grandfathers. (Totots can get
smaller, because women can just go and buy bigger breasts.)
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