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	<title>Comments on: Stubbing the giant’s toe: thoughts on Midwestern agribusiness</title>
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		<title>By: Joybells</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 21:46:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Can the giants understand chicken-talk? I doubt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I spent so much of my life driving through  the vast corn, soybean, and wheat fields of the Midwest, that whenever I drive through cornfields of the DelMarVa peninsula (on our way to the Delaware shore each summer), I feel a little homesick. I don&#039;t really want to move back there, but it reminds me of thousand-mile road trips where my only responsibilities were to be relatively quiet, not spill anything, and give my parents plenty of notice when I had to pee. Ah youth!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Can the giants understand chicken-talk? I doubt it. </p>
<p>Funny, I spent so much of my life driving through  the vast corn, soybean, and wheat fields of the Midwest, that whenever I drive through cornfields of the DelMarVa peninsula (on our way to the Delaware shore each summer), I feel a little homesick. I don&#39;t really want to move back there, but it reminds me of thousand-mile road trips where my only responsibilities were to be relatively quiet, not spill anything, and give my parents plenty of notice when I had to pee. Ah youth!</p>
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		<title>By: Tinky</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 16:28:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Great essay--and the palace is clearly a work of art.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great essay&#8211;and the palace is clearly a work of art.</p>
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		<title>By: Joslyn</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 13:41:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On our round trip from Austin to South Dakota we went through Oklahoma, Kansas, Nebraska, South Dakota and Iowa.  I too was amazed at the endless fields of corn.  All I could think was no wonder everything is made with high fructose corn syrup!!!  Couldn&#039;t we use those endless crops of land for other useful fruits and vegetables.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad you made it back home!!!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On our round trip from Austin to South Dakota we went through Oklahoma, Kansas, Nebraska, South Dakota and Iowa.  I too was amazed at the endless fields of corn.  All I could think was no wonder everything is made with high fructose corn syrup!!!  Couldn&#39;t we use those endless crops of land for other useful fruits and vegetables.  </p>
<p>Glad you made it back home!!!</p>
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