r-o-c-k-I-n-q-s-R-A-N-C-H is the name of our RANCH. We are quite rural as we aren’t allowed to quarter our horses in the city. We’re down to two old horses now. We all got old together.
There’s only one goat farmer in the area. He is a black guy who raises them, and leases them to people to keep down the weeds on their property. Last I talked to him he was in deep financial trouble as people aren’t leasing his goats anymore. Seems we have a drought in California, and the weeds aren’t all that bad at this time. Most of his clientele are black people too, and they don’t have jobs anymore, and those that do haven’t seen any raises for a long time just like everybody else, but the prices of everything keep going up. They simply can’t afford to lease his goats anymore.
Maybe he should pimp out, er, rent out his goats to Muslims?
The folks I know of are near cities with large muslin populations. They are doing better with goats than they did with cows, and it is all cash sales, no auction houses involved.
About 30 years ago, many of these farmers raised hogs. A large producer bought up all the pig market houses, and shut them down. Funny that you can’t make money with hogs now, but you can with goats.
Well geez, he should be bring them home and start pimping them out to mozlems, sort of a goat brothel.
This is exactly because of all the millions of filthy Mexican illegals that have and are taking millions of jobs. Less jobs for our black fellow Americans!