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“It’s time you realized that you have something in you more powerful and miraculous than the things that affect you and make you dance like a puppet.” – Marcus Aurelius

This past weekend was a fascinating experience for someone who has spent most of the last fifteen months in his basement. Over the course of three days we experienced the best of America, celebrating the birth of our nation on a picturesque farmstead that could be the backdrop for a Norman Rockwell Americana painting. The seventeen hours of maneuvering through the interstates and back roads from Pennsylvania to New Hampshire, and back, were frustrating, eye opening, depressing and sometimes inspirational.

But, the nine hours spent on the farm with like minded friends, sharing thoughts about the past, present and future, downing a few cold beverages, eating fresh farm fare, watching the youngsters playing on trampolines, teenagers playing games and setting bonfires, and mingling with baby goats made the trek worth it. What I didn’t see was anyone tapping away on an iGadget. Just real down to earth folks chatting, joking, and enjoying each other’s company. Everyone feels welcome on Hopewell Farm, as Marc has created a paradise on earth over the last fifteen years, building a thriving farm – raising cattle, hogs, chickens, turkeys, and tapping the acres of maple trees to make the best syrup on earth.

The trek to and from the farm was a tedious slog, guided by undependable phone apps, along highways past their prime, where mingling with the masses at rest stops was depressing, and the eight and a half hours did not fly by. In the ancient days, when making a long unfamiliar trip, your wife would have a map and there would be a lot of yelling as wrong turns were made and steps retraced. Then there was the era of mapquest, plotting your route beforehand and printing it out. Now you use Waze and/or Google Maps, where a female or male voice guides you based on current traffic times. Technology should make trips easier, but it doesn’t.

At the outset, both Apps said it would take us 6 hours and 15 minutes to reach Newbury, New Hampshire. These technological innovations were only wrong by 2 hours and 15 minutes. As we traveled up the NJ Turnpike toward NY, my wife was running both apps simultaneously to find the fastest route. As we were coming to a junction one lady told me to stay to the right towards the Lincoln Tunnel and the dude on Waze told me to stay left towards the George Washington Bridge. This is not what you want to hear while traveling 75 miles an hour with eighteen wheelers on all sides. I may have loudly stated we needed to pick one app and shut the other off.

Not long after, we needed to make a pit stop and ended up inside the Vince Lombardi Service area, home of Popeyes fine cuisine, disgusting restrooms, a coffee shop, and souvenir store with crap celebrating the shithole state of NJ. I think they named it after Vince Lombardi because most of the patrons look like him. I can honestly say the “beautiful people” do not congregate at the Vince Lombardi rest stop. Spending 20 minutes in a turnpike rest stop tells you everything you need to know about the real pandemic in America – obesity. I think I now understand why so many people want to keep wearing masks – there are a lot of not good looking people roaming the countryside. We departed this place as quickly as possible.

Vince Lombardi Service Plaza - New Jersey Turnpike - Ridgeway, New Jersey - Highway Rest Areas on Waymarking.com

We resumed our trek, following the Waze dude, mostly because he warned us of “police ahead”. The government revenue collectors were out in force, serving and protecting the shit out of us by making sure you went 70 mph rather than 80 mph. Waze directed us onto I-84, where we crawled for a couple hours at 5 mph. Eventually we reached I-91, which took us through the Democrat run shithole states of Connecticut and Massachusetts. Connecticut is particularly unimpressive and Democrat controlled Hartford makes the 100 most dangerous cities in America list, along with the other Democrat run urban ghetto hell holes.

Once you reach Vermont and New Hampshire, the scenery becomes rural, with mountains, rivers and lakes dotting the countryside. Coming down the homestretch, you pass through the town of Claremont, founded in the early 1760s. The town has seen better days, as it is dotted with gas stations, fast food outlets, check cashing joints, strip malls with Big Lots as the draw, and a Home Depot at the edge of town.

As with most of New Hampshire it is 95% white, but the population is the same as it was in 1950 and down 11% from its peak in 1980. As with much of small town America, until 1980 manufacturing employed the majority of the residents. Those facilities shuttered in the early 1980s and those jobs were sent on a slow boat to China. Towns like Claremont continue to slowly deteriorate and lose population, which decreases the tax base, which contributes to the deterioration, and so on. It’s a sad truth for a wide swath of America and was purposefully executed by the billionaire ruling class, substituting middle class earned income with consumer debt.

After finally arriving at our destination at 6:30, we checked in and headed across the parking lot to the Salt Hill Irish Pub for a sandwich and a couple beers. It was 50 degrees and raining. It was filled with families enjoying a holiday weekend night out on the town. Of course, the night had to end at 9:00 pm, because that is when it closes. Being used to the 3:00 am closing times at bars in Wildwood, we were a little surprised. Another thing you notice in rural New Hampshire is they are not embarrassed by the American flag. It flies proudly on bars, businesses and homes. It is not considered extremist or racist. How refreshing after witnessing the communist media and race baiters demonizing and shitting on those who fought and forged this nation.

After a good night sleep, and a few cups of coffee, we decided to walk down to the Lake Sunapee beach, about a quarter mile from the lodge. It’s a beautiful picturesque lake where dozens of families were celebrating the 4th with cookouts, frisbee, horseshoes and kayaking. Here’s a useless factoid – Steven Tyler and Joe Perry met as teenagers at Lake Sunapee  – initiating the later formation of Aerosmith.

Sunapee State Beach - Lake Sunapee Living

Eventually we made our way to Hopewell Farms for the 4th of July shindig at about 3:00 pm after a brief Waze snafu. Wifi connection this far away from civilization is sporadic at best. We maneuvered up the long and winding driveway to Marc’s “Going Galt” paradise on earth. Marc directed us to a spot among the dozens of vehicles already there. It was a bustling farmstead with teenagers and toddlers playing games and running around. Someone was grilling burgers. A keg of beer had been tapped. And a couple dozen adults were sitting and mingling.

There were two baby goats roaming around free, having the time of their lives. This little guy, who already had a cast on his leg from a previous misadventure, immediately got entangled in the fencing protecting one of the gardens from livestock like himself. Marc extricated him quickly.

Both of these kids acted more like dogs (there were three or four of those roaming around too) than farm animals. They just wanted to be petted and held.

The little children were enthralled to be free among wildlife they never experience in urban or suburban America. The baby chicks were particularly popular among the crowd. The children were unaware of their ultimate fate – the kitchen table.

After settling in, the conversations became lively, engaging, intelligent and thoughtful. I was overwhelmed by the outpouring of thankfulness and appreciation for The Burning Platform. Some of the celebrants (SeeBee) were even reading my stuff on Seeking Alpha back in 2008. In addition to SeeBee, other TBP commenter attendees included ILuvCo2, B. Les White, Known Associate, Archaeopteryx Phoenix, Svarga Loka, RogerP, Avalon (of course), and several others who do not comment, but read every day. If I left anyone out, please let me know. It’s difficult keeping aliases and real names straight.

As you might expect the conversations about forced vaccinations, lockdowns, face masks and the general totalitarian nature of our once great country were quite vociferous. They may have even contained extremist content, in the eyes of the government. That’s because facts, truth, and critical thinking are now considered extremist by our overlords. Marc had American flags on every fence post, hanging from the barn, and displayed proudly on the day celebrating our independence from an overbearing tyrannical government. How despicable that a vocal fetid few and their loathsome fake news media cohorts would classify the honest hard working Americans at this get together as extremists, white supremacists and nazis.

It seems many readers of TBP were originally hooked by my 30 Blocks of Squalor posts during my time commuting through West Philly. Of course, they would get me cancelled today. Describing reality is no longer allowed in our dystopian woke paradise of drag queen storytime, men pretending to be women at the Olympics, teaching children to hate themselves because they are white, and unarmed selfie insurrections being worse than 9/11 or Pearl Harbor. The people on Marc’s farm were real Americans and the backbone of this country, not the freaks on social media, in Hollywood, and parading on the left wing media every day.

It seems TBP is a mutual admiration society, as I’ve created a safe space for liberty minded free thinkers, and the intelligent dialogue in the comment stream for the last twelve years has sustained me as the country has continued its downward spiral. The contributions from Marc (aka Hardscrabble Farmer) and dozens of other writers has broadened TBP’s appeal and depth of thought. Page views have risen from 12,000 per day in 2013 to 30,000 per day in 2021. As other sites have sold out or bowed down to Google, Twitter and Facebook, our site continues to fight the good fight day after day.

It was intellectually stimulating having dialogue with intelligent like-minded people who understand the difference between supporting your country versus supporting a corrupt government controlled by traitorous bastards. As the demographic of TBP skews between old and really old, we often find ourselves lamenting “kids today” and declaring all youth as hopelessly mesmerized by their gadgets and dumbed down by our public school indoctrination centers. The most inspiring part of the day was interacting with some of the young people.

I can honestly say I did not see one adult or teenager tapping away on their phones the entire day. My phone never left my pocket, because the discussions were far more interesting than anything on Twitter. The children on Marc’s farm are the hope for our future. Many of them, including Marc’s, have been home schooled, so they are avoiding the poison being injected into the brains of most children by low IQ union drone teachers. After speaking with some of these kids, you realize they are awake and aware. Marc’s youngest son asked me astute questions about the blog and was really listening to my answers. His intelligence and curiosity shone bright. All of Marc’s kids have been raised to think, challenge, work hard, and succeed.

On the previous trip to the farm we didn’t get the full perspective. Marc offered to take us on a tour in his farm utility vehicle. He took us into the lower pasture to see the bulls and cows. I asked him how many would end up on a dinner table. He said all of them. He never names the farm animals because he knows what he has to do eventually.

He drove us down to the pond, where you can fish for bass in the summer and local kids can come and ice skate in the winter. The view from the bottom of the meadow looking up toward the farm is a picture waiting to be painted.

We then ventured to the upper portion of the farmstead, where Marc showed us a large open field, surrounded by a rock wall. He explained it had been a dense forest when they moved there and they cleared it over time, building the rock wall along the way. The impressiveness of this feat cannot be overlooked. Tenacity, strength and fortitude are required to accomplish such a daunting task. Adjacent to the field are the acres of maple trees which are the source for the best damn maple syrup on earth. I asked him when he is able to tap the trees. He said they only have 2 to 4 weeks when it is below freezing at night and above freezing during the day. He learned how to do this after buying the farm. And the maple whiskey goes down real smooth.

Our last stop was to say hello to the 300 pound hog, which had escaped his pen earlier and made an appearance in the middle of the party. It seems unforeseen setbacks are a daily occurrence on a working farm. Drought and flooding rains seem to plague, and sometimes bankrupt, small family farmers, among other challenges.  Recently, a fox had been able to breach some fencing in the middle of the night and slaughtered fifty of Marc’s turkeys. This is where the wisdom of the stoics has sustained Marc and his family. He has withstood the burning down of his barn/fish farm and shattering his leg after a fall from a tree. It’s not what befalls you that matters. It’s how you react to the setbacks and bad breaks that matter. Your attitude and daily actions are all you can control.

Mutual Aide to Hopewell Farm Newbury | Sunapee NH

You can’t help but admire a man who walked away from what our society classifies as a “successful life” of wealth, power and prestige and took on a challenge which would humble most men. When you look around the compound you marvel at what Marc and his family have built. Every building was built and fence post driven by Marc, his children, and the help of good neighbors. He’s built relationships in the community based on mutual respect and neighborliness. When hard times befall anyone in the community, the neighbors rally around and make sure they get through to the other side. No one in this close knit community expects or wants the government to step in and save them.

We know technology and the internet have caused many social problems and allowed the government surveillance state to monitor and manipulate the masses, but without the internet, there would be no TBP, and I would have never met Marc or any of the fine people on Marc’s farm last week. I consider myself to be a lucky man for having met and befriended Marc. His life story, from the 82nd Airborne, to opening for George Carlin as a stand-up comedian, to successful businessman, to his ultimate destiny as gentleman farmer is the stuff of books.

Many times in the past, and again on the 4th, Marc made it clear that if/when the SHTF (and it will) we are welcome on his homestead. I don’t know how useful a 60 year old farmhand will be. I pull a muscle working on an excel spreadsheet or getting out of bed. We are making our first batch of salsa today, using my first dozen tomatoes and a few of our jalapenos.

Until Marc began talking about the stoics, I hadn’t thought much about that philosophy – the endurance of pain or hardship without the display of feelings and without complaint. This description embodies Marc and is something I also strive for:

As social beings, the path to happiness is found in accepting the moment as it presents itself, by not allowing oneself to be controlled by the desire for pleasure or by the fear of pain, by using one’s mind to understand the world and to do one’s part in nature’s plan, and by working together and treating others fairly and justly.

When I ponder the fourteen hour days of labor Marc puts in to keep his farm running and the setbacks he has endured, it gives me perspective when I lose enthusiasm for running this blog and realize it isn’t about me. It’s about providing a place where like minded individuals can share ideas, thoughts and frustrations during these times that are trying men’s souls. I consider the TBP community the irate minority of our time. Prevailing against an all-powerful, well funded, well armed, godless foe will not be on a battlefield, but within the minds of citizens who love their country and refuse to bend to the will of billionaire oligarchs and their apparatchiks.

“It does not take a majority to prevail … but rather an irate, tireless minority, keen on setting brushfires of freedom in the minds of men.” Samuel Adams

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After distributing parting gifts to anyone who wanted one (Burning Platform Coffee Mugs) we left around midnight, not looking forward to the 8 hour trek home on Monday. On a positive note, Waze directed us home through a much more scenic and peaceful route through Vermont and past Albany, down I-87. We went through small idyllic Vermont villages, with old churches, antique retailers and quaint houses. You do notice once thriving restaurants closed and dilapidated along the way, as an example of the financial condition of the middle class declining. We didn’t expect to see the beauty of the Green Mountains and entrance to the Appalachian Trail.

As we skirted Albany, the state capital of NY, I couldn’t help but observe the contrast between the arrogant hubris of tyranny and the freedom loving citizens being subjugated by a narcissistic, murderous, deviant, authoritarian like Andrew Cuomo. Cuomo and his lackeys, after he murdered thousands of senior citizens and sexually assaulted numerous women, while writing a book about what a great leader he is, have the gall to buy advertising on a massive electronic sign declaring New Yorkers stand with Cuomo, except for those he murdered.

Along this same route, we noted several businesses flying enormous American flags, representing the best part of America. There are many Americans, like those who attended Marc’s 4th of July celebration, who will always support our country, but will refuse to follow and obey psychopath politicians like Cuomo.

It was an amazing and inspirational few days meeting with so many great people. It reinvigorates me and makes me want to keep this place alive for as long as humanly possible. We are facing powerful foes. If this article was posted on Facebook, anyone who read it would receive this warning from Zuckerberg and his minions.

Facebook Is Asking If Your Friends Are Becoming Extremists

Let that sink in for a moment. Farmers and people who just want to live their lives unimpeded by an overbearing government are classified as extremists. Facts are extremist. Truth is extremist. Not allowing an experimental concoction of chemicals to be injected into our bodies is extremist. Home schooling our children is extremist. Eating fresh, non-GMO farm food is extremist. Critical thinking and questioning the mainstream narrative is extremist. If all of these things are now classified as extremist, then count me in. I will stoically move forward doing what I can to resist the forces aligned against the good people of this country. Stay stoic my friends, as the road ahead looks bumpy.

“No person has the power to have everything they want, but it is in their power not to want what they don’t have, and to cheerfully put to good use what they do have.” – Seneca

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Jack Kennedy
Jack Kennedy

Fantastic article. Thank you for posting this. I am starting to see more and more “regular” people starting to wake up in America. I have hope. The bastards that hate this country will not win. Never.

MonicaD
MonicaD

You are part of what is wrong with America. Judging people by their looks. Let me guess you are gorgeous and totally fit, right? You are so much better than the average American at that rest stop. Each person you insulted was merely on their own journey and minding their own business and you on the other hand were not content with leaving them be. Your insults against your fellow Americans are outrageous and you are a total hypocrite.

Stucky

Holy Crap!!

I’m guessing you’re what is known as …. ummm … homely.

TS

I would think you would be far more offended by all the references to morans, idiots and dumfuks on this site. They seem far more personally applicable to you instead of some general observation about an ongoing and increasing obesity trend that has been verified for many decades by many people far more qualified in that area than you.

[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCeTsaJOXDw&w=745&h=559%5D

ILuvCO2
ILuvCO2

Let me guess, this is MonicaD
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Htos1av
Htos1av

Not to worry, the day of reckoning is approaching for politicians and the minions…it will be bloody.

ursel doran
ursel doran

Sir Admin,
Add my resounding loud THANKS for all your efforts here1
A bit off topic, but More and more incidents occurring that perhaps are an indication of stresses out there this summer. Woman goes bonkers on a plane flight.
https://www.tmz.com/2021/07/10/woman-duct-taped-american-airlines-flight-mental-health/

The Oragutan

Thank you Jim for that outstanding piece, and thank you Marc for the incredible generosity you show to those who assemble here on TBP. What an inspiration you both are.

Only 6 hours away from me….what an incredible (2-wheeled?) journey that could possibly be for 2022! The irony of course is I’d still be behind a “double-jab” iron curtain. TPTB would not make it easy. How conflicting 🙁

very old white guy
very old white guy

So, the next time the government says you are locking down you will take your gun and say NO? If not then shut up.

Deplorable Confederate
Deplorable Confederate

We left the politi-shit hole of Northern Virginia for beautiful rural Maine in 2020 and never looked back. Virginia today is worse than New Jersey and Connecticut combined. The “Old Dominion” was destroyed by liberal asshats, Soros $$$ and yankee soy tards looking for gov jobs. Got tired of fighting with liberal retards along with their entitled, ill behaved little bastards . They bring their self centered, narcissistic mentality to a conservative state we used to call home. The demographics in Maine are well suited to civil citizens. No ghetto trash in rural Maine. The state is about 95% Caucasian, and of course predictably the crime rates are very low. GEE..how dat happen? (Portland is upper Masshole and doesn’t count as part of Maine!!) 25 acres, A nice home, open carry, wildlife everywhere, fresh seafood and friendly people who love liberty and President Trump. Conservatives welcome, the rest of you libtard soy sissies stay in NJ where you belong!

ILuvCO2
ILuvCO2

No ghetto trash? Ever drive through Lewiston?

the plumber
the plumber

Great article! I remember growing up in Massachusetts back in the 50’s. Times were much simpler then. We now have 10 acres in Florida and grow many of our own crops. Fresh veggies from the garden so much better than grocery store and we know what goes into them. Keep up the good fight and remember there are many patriots around this great country of ours. God Bless the U.S.A. and TBP.

Ag
Ag

A most enjoyable read and time (not afforded, but taken) well spent.

Thank you for sharing.

Stucky

I wasn’t there.

BUT I DID GET #100 !!!

TS
Anonymous
Anonymous

Bucket list event. Woke in a different way… Thumbs up to TBP and Zerohedge!

bryanjb
bryanjb

There was enough conversation about the CV stuff to suggest many here would find this interesting – apologies, but I do want to add another post later with thanks for what was a wonderful weekend.

I think BP and UNZ were the first places where I got skeptical about this wicked plandemic. This interview should just about nail it in a big public way. If someone could link this video in its own slot, it would be a great service. JQ, would you be game? BTW, thanks for that very cool mug. Hope the grubby paper gesture I pushed onto you finds good use.

Dr. David Martin w/ Dr. Reiner Fuellmich: “This, My Friends, Is the Definition of Criminal Conspiracy…This Is Not a Theory. This Is Evidence.”

prester kahn
prester kahn

If your intent was to run up 91, the better route would have been to head up to the (former) Tappen Zee (now the Mario Cuomo) bridge and avoid NYC altogether. If you then take either the SawMill to 684 (if you don’t mind a twisty 2 lane highway with a metal divider) or go a bit further on the cross Westchester/287 to 684 and up to 84 – which will get you to 91 at Hartford. Of course, taking the scenic route you described on the way back is nice, too, if a bit longer time wise.

The only time going through any part of NYC is not a pain (traffic wise) is at zero dark thirty. (IMO) The GWB and cross Bronx is bad enough, but even thinking about taking one of the tunnels and driving through Manhattan just to get to the other side? – madness.

Glad you had a relaxing and recharging weekend.

Glock-N-Load

I’ve kicked myself the last 3 years for not going. This year my wife changed her mind and did not want to go so….

Next year has got be the year. I’m hoping 3 or 4 TBPers will decide to meet up and drive together. I think that would be a hell of a good time.

Anonymous
Anonymous

Thanks Administrator, and all.

Anonymous
Anonymous

Just got home from Maine, our annual spot of heaven.

It’s clear to me that you failed to let go. I know the feeling. Wives, family, torches that need to be carried into the darkness by the grown male, it all gets old.

We came home and just after Angola rest stop on I90 West we listened to the pod cast from the guy that started Jet Blue. Mormon dude, eye opening. Knew ‘focus’ long before it was written about in modern times. I think your farm friend had it. I know I had it once for about 30 years. I lost it briefly when I retired but found it again.

As a future aid to your plans in the future for hitting the wide open areas, sometimes, the direct path is not the fastest nor the best path. Consider a swing wide of the corridor of fire on your next trip to NH/VT. Go the less travelled way and take another two or three hours that pass through Serenity.

You were there. I used to live in Dover area and all of NE was my roaming.

Leethal
Leethal

Cool story.

Sensop

Thanks for sharing the visit with us, Admin. As a fairly recent arrival, daily reader and meme thief here on TBP, I appreciate the camaraderie I sense here. As I read, it was also interesting to be reminded that all conservatives aren’t out west and down south. I am in central Georgia and it’s too long ago to recall details, but I did spend some youth in New Hampshire, Maine and Illinois as my father was career military. Relocating every 2-3 years was my fate until I left home.

Very much appreciate the description of the gathering of friends on the worthy occasion. Marc’s paradise-in-work sounds fascinating.

ron martin
ron martin

Jim, I’m 18 years your senior, married 46 years and fighting the good fight as always. My book “It’s Over” written 11 years ago was not a NYT best seller and few took notice. Now, those few call me a prophet. No so. My Norman Rockwell life is gone but I’m not. Yes, bumps and worse lie ahead but I am here until I’m not.

Camille P
Camille P

Thank you for this post. We are small scale farmers/homesteaders in Maine and live a different life than most people; a happy, peaceful, and extremely hardworking life. We thrive on producing for ourselves, having nothing given to us, except good friendships. This life is filled with the unexpected, emergencies, and predators. You have to learn to make decisions quickly. We also just want to be left alone by an overreaching govt. We were pleased to see that you enjoyed the simple life. God bless and hope you get the chance to do it again sometime.

NtroP
NtroP

Thank you Admin, clear and concise as always. I especially liked the picture of you and Marc. The Hard Farmer with long hair! Whodathunk!
I’m in the same boat, haven’t had a haircut since the Wuhan Flu arrived. Just long enough now to get in a ponytail; need to keep it away from the rear sight…

Peter Pan
Peter Pan

Bravo!

KaD
KaD
AL Tru
AL Tru

Good friend worked in the DuPont & Merck labs 1980s. He sent me this text:

“ My cousin with her PhD spoke with me for about a half hour on the vaccine. She got it anyway. June 8th she had a massive heart attack and coded three times… she is now in a rehabilitation center fighting hard to recover. She was vibrant, no prior cardiovascular events, no history, had her pilot’s license, her and her husband own an airplane and now that’s all over with. Things changed with one push of a needle. I can’t stop shaking my head and when I think of her I feel very sad.”

I have visited Vermont, Cape Cod, Newport RI and Lake George. Beautiful areas.
On one of these drives we passed a farm with cow pasture. no cows. I glanced upwards to the top of a mountain…near the top I could see tiny white and brown specks. The cows had ventured up there. Thought to myself ” this is their journey, their adventure “.
I love animals. people not so much.

I feel soon that Aug-Sept will be the tipping point in our adventure.

Be well everyone

nkit
nkit

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