Social Trade-offs

  • Michael S. Carolan


I had been driving country roads for close to an hour. The dull purr of pavement eventually gave way to the steady rumble of gravel, like a hail-storm hitting the vehicle’s underside. I saw the white tops of the iconic blue Harvestore silos peeking up over the dancing corn tassels well before the other buildings and farmhouse came into view. As I pulled into the half-mile-long driveway, a gentleman emerged from the airport hangar–like doors of the machine shed and walked toward his equipment laid out on the front lawn. It felt like the morning of a farm auction, before the crowd and auctioneer appear. There before me were ten John Deere implements, all laid out in two perfectly spaced rows.

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