If @PSH_FARMS were in charge, the world would not become a sleek techno-dystopia or a committee-run utopia. It would look a lot more like the Ozark Mountains after a very long, stubborn homesteader finally got the keys.
Cities would thin out. Suburbs would be treated as a cautionary tale. The official line would be that too many people have no idea of the difference between want and need, and living outside your means is a personal failure with public consequences. Lawn culture would be replaced by gardens, chicken coops, and the occasional old truck with a 300-six still running because you never throw anything out on the farm.
Food policy would be simple: grow it or raise it. Grocery stores would still exist, but they would feel like an admission of defeat. Meat would come from animals people actually saw. Processed soda would be viewed with suspicion. Rainwater tanks, gutters with hardware cloth, and knowing how to keep a fence from turning into a dam would become basic civic knowledge. "We are the earth's caretakers" would mean you actually take care of the dirt under your boots, not that you post about it.
Government would shrink in the ways a rural conservative who still tells people to vote would shrink it. Congress would be yelled at for tying the president's hands. Borders would be treated as settled. Domestic energy would be the default assumption. Conspiracy theorists would get an unofficial nod because, in this telling, they keep batting 1.000. MAGA would be framed as "We The People," not a personality cult, even while the man in charge would still vote for the same guy again if he could.
Daily life would reward competence over credentials. You would be expected to know tools, weather, livestock, and when a creek is actually running. Starlink arriving in the holler would still be remembered as climbing out of a cave. Charity would exist-there's a Feeding America link in the bio for a reason-but it would come after you first tried to feed yourself.
The aesthetic would be American flags, cleared land, and the quiet satisfaction of a place you built yourself and refuse to trade for all the money in the world. Rough, yes. Also richer, in the specific way a man who has spent decades on the same Ozark ground measures it.
It would not be efficient. It would not be fashionable. A lot of people would hate the chores. But the gardens would be real, the trucks would start, and nobody would be able to claim they didn't know how dinner got on the table.
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