Erik Almas: 10 steps to becoming a photographer … selling your soul to the devil must be #11


My favorite: if your goals do not intimidate you, make new ones that do.

The problem with this list is it also doesn’t say, “Get fucking paid for your work. Learn business (in general) and soak it up.”

I’d like to add an addendum to #10. It should read, “If you think it will take a long time, it will.”

Via Erik Almas Photography


Yes, conservatives, god forgot to put farmers where they are needed

In this editorial blog thing from Susan Brown called, “Yes, Progressives, God Made Farmers,” Brown writes:

What was it about the Dodge’ commercial, “God Made a Farmer,” that stirred the souls of so many Americans during the Superbowl? Maybe it was the imagery of the dirt and grit of real America, not the white-washed concrete meccas many of us call home. Maybe for just a moment we were unplugged from our instant and superficial world and taken back to a time when we were captivated by God’s creation, not what our friends were doing on Facebook.

And later:

When was the last time anyone gave a second thought as to where their groceries came from? Or, even cared? I haven’t in a long time, at least not until this commercial aired. When I need food, I drive to the nearest grocery store and buy some, and become irritated when the date on the milk isn’t as new as I’d like it to be. I’ve never had to provide milk for myself, and I’ll bet farmers feel a certain sense of pride when the shelves are full, and dates are fresh.

And then to end the piece:

In their quest to upend all that makes this country great, Progressives have hijacked the word “progressive” in hopes to paint buttercream icing over the cow dung they call ideology. And many of us have theoretically ingested it, without thought, and have no idea why our stomachs hurt and souls feel empty. It came as no surprise liberals attacked the Paul Harvey Superbowl commercial. The Atlantic called it “racist,” The LA Times, “retro,” and some bloggers deemed it “religious.”

All is not lost though because a real and present war still wages for the heart and soul of America. On one side, there are those who would have us wholeheartedly embrace hedonism, self-worship, and bowing down to the god of government. And on the other side, there are those who provide for the needs of the others, and still find time to quietly celebrate God, family, country, sacrifice, and the virtues of hard work and self-reliance.

Let’s think about this for a minute.

Progressives. They tend to live in cities.


They tend to be the minds behind urban farming, locavoring or buying from farmers’ markets that house famers from near the cities they live.


They tend to support restaurants with chefs who cook to the season with ingredients fresh and new.


That doesn’t mean conservatives don’t do these things, but the whole urban, Whole Foods surge was thanks to the dumbass Progressives who are destroying this country by not understanding or becoming farmers.

And while conservatives are dead set on shipping people out of this country who are interested in cheap labor, those dirty Progressives have been searching for ways to help illegals become legal.

But what do I know?

I hate America. How can I call myself an American? I live in a concrete jungle that hates farmers and hates god.

I mean, God put all these awesome farmers here. What a dandy gift.

Seems he forgot to put a few where they’re needed all over the hungry and starving parts of the Earth.

God, dear readers, is dividing Americans.

But he doesn’t have to. We could welcome different ideas and thoughts, rather than have idiots like Susan Brown doing her damnedest to divide us even more.

Hey, Brown, can’t you write something supportive of the two sides? Hey Brown, while you weren’t thinking about where your food came from and knocking Progressives, did you ever think that we actually were thinking about where our food came from?

Just because I believe my food comes from human hands, human intuition, and human engineering, doesn’t make me less of an American. And it doesn’t give you another reason to bemoan progressives in this drivel-laden, piece of horseshit you published.

And yes, dumbass, if a commercial has the title, “God made farmers” in it, it can be called “religious”.