John Arbuthnot Quotes

Wishing of all strategies, is the worst.

The man who has planned badly, if fortune is on his side, may have had a stroke of luck; but his plan was a bad one nonetheless.

We Americans have food in massive oversupply. That oversupply has crushed farm prices. We must dispose of the surpluses in order to strengthen prices, and we should dispose of them by feeding the starving and hungry overseas and the malnourished at home.

Corne, which is the staffe of life

There are 6 million people in the world. With organic farming, we will only be able to feed 4 billion of them. Which 2 billion will volunteer to die?

Hard times are with us; the country is distracted; very few things are marketable at a price above the cost of production; tens of thousands are out of employment; the jails, penitentiaries, workhouses and insane asylums are full; the gold reserve at Washington is sinking; the government is running … with a deficit in every department; a huge debt hangs like an appalling cloud over the country; … hungered and half-starved men are banding into armies marching toward Washington; the cry of distress is heard on every hand; business is paralyzed; commerce is at a standstill; riots and strikes prevail throughout the land; and Wall Street looks in vain for an excuse to account for the failure of prosperity to return since the repeal of the silver purchase act. .

Whole families used to starve in their cabins without their plight being discovered until the stench of their decaying corpses attracted notice.

It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.

This year alone, total world cereal production was estimated to be 2,114 million tons, while total cereal demand was projected at around 1007 million tones, less than half of the cereal production. Ideally, no one should starve or die of hunger in the world we live. Strangely and sadly enough, they do. This is not fair. This is not right.

That million and a half of men, women, and children were carefully, prudently, and peacefully slain by the English Government. They died of hunger in the midst of abundance which their own hands created; and it is quite immaterial to distinguish those who perished in the agonies of famine itself from those who died by typhus fever, which in Ireland is always caused by famine. Further, this was strictly an artificial famine-that is to say, it was a famine which desolated a rich and fertile island that produced every year abundance and superabundance to sustain all her people and many more. The English, indeed, call that famine a dispensation of Providence, and ascribe it entirely to the blight of the potatoes. But potatoes failed in like manner all over Europe, yet there was no famine save in Ireland. The British account of the matter, then, is first a fraud; second, a blasphemy. The Almighty, indeed, sent the potato blight, but the English created the famine.

The world is at a crossroads. Our generation may be the first in history with the knowledge, tools and resources to truly turn back the rising tide of hunger and misery.

Famine, it turns out, is not caused by a failure to produce food. It is caused by a failure to distribute food correctly — because the ruler is not accountable to the starving.

Even if we could produce enough food globally to feed everyone satisfactorily, the continued steady rise in the cost of inputs will mean increasing numbers will not be able to afford the food we produce. This is a key point that is often missed.

Foreign investors producing food in a country full of hungry people face another political is how to get the grain out. Will villagers permit trucks laden with grain headed for cities to proceed when they themselves are on the verge of starvation.

We stop the Press with very great regret to announce that the Potato Murrain has unequivocally declared itself in Ireland. The crops about Dublin are suddenly perishing…. Where will Ireland be in the event of a universal potato rot?

Land!” shouted Thomas. “Is there food?” asked Tubby Ted.

Climate change is the biggest threat to our chances of winning the fight against hunger.

What can the harvest hope for...

Vnder water, famine; under snow, bread.

...To be honest, I'd be the last person who should be doling out gardeinng advice. I don't have the patience for growing things. Yes, I realize there's nothing quite as satisfying as eating food that you've pulled up from the ground and that's why, at the height of the planting season, I bury cans of tomato soup in my backyard and dig them up in late spring.

Perhaps it is only when people are somewhere near the starvation level that they have anything to sing about.

Starvation, not sin, is the parent of modern crime.

If we mammals don't get something to eat every day or two, our temperature drops, all our signs fall off, and we begin to starve. Living at biological red alert, it's not surprising how obsessed we are with food; I'm just amazed we don't pace and fret about it all the time.

Adrenaline kicks you in when you’re starving. That’s what nobody understands. Except for being hungry and cold, most of the time I feel like I can do anything. It gives me superhuman powers of smell and hearing. I can see what people are thinking, stay two steps ahead of them. I do enough homework to stay off the radar. Every night I climb thousands of steps into the sky to make me so exhausted that when I fall into bed, I don’t notice Cassie. Then suddenly it’s morning and I leap on the hamster wheel and it starts all over again.

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