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The (Vegan Ecological) Wasteland
The farm work force clearly felt estranged from what was once their indigenous, native landscape. There was an air of discontented discordance floating amongst them, and they spoke nostalgically of the days the otters were around, before the coy-pus came. These laborers resented the fact that a mono-arable/ vegetable system of farming had been installed two decades ago after a change in the land's ownership. This had left many of their former work mates jobless, whilst those remaining felt divorced from any aspect of management or relationship with their work. Under the dictates of their new absentee landlord the livestock, the hedges, the muck carts, the willow thickets, the natural watercourses were all whipped out, like extracting an omnivorous dentition in readiness for false herbivorous teeth. All the hallmarks of this mixed farming haven have been transfigured into havoc, just to cater for this businessman's haven for tax losses; losses to offset against the profits from his petrochemical business.