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Agriculture Secretary: Canceling Federal Funding For "Educating Transgender And Queer Farmers On Food Justice"

SECRETARY BROOKE ROLLINS: We just had a wonderful cabinet meeting, all aligned on certainly the effort to realign the government. But even at the U.S. Department of Agriculture, we’ve canceled a $300,000 contract educating on food justice for queer and transgender farmers in San Francisco. We canceled a similar contract in New York—again, educating transgender and queer farmers on food justice and food equality. I’m not even sure what that means. But apparently, the last administration wanted to put our taxpayer dollars toward that.

We also canceled a $600,000 contract out of Louisiana that was studying the menstrual cycles of transgender men—a $600,000 contract. We canceled another contract out of a university in the Midwest that focused on getting more diversity, equity, and inclusion into our pest management industry. Again, these are nonsensical. It makes zero sense to use taxpayer dollars to fund these.

I know these are just a few examples of the hundreds and hundreds that we have found.

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Listen up brothers and sisters
Come hear my desperate tale
I speak of our friends of nature
Trapped in the dirt like a jail

Vegetables live in oppression
Served on our tables each night
This killing of veggies is madness
I say we take up the fight

Salads are only for murderers
Coleslaw's a fascist regime
Don't think that they don't have feelings
Just 'cause a radish can't scream

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels? (Bet it hurts really bad)

Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade)

I saw a man eating celery
So I beat him black and blue
If he ever touches a sprout again
I'll bite him clean in two

I'm a political prisoner
Trapped in a windowless cage
'Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips
By killing five men in a rage

I told the judge when he sentenced me
This is my finest hour
I'd kill those farmers again
Just to save one more cauliflower

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels? (Bet it hurts really bad)

Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade)

How low as people do we dare to stoop
Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes
Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!

I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stirfry are sealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gourmet slob)
How do you think that feels? (leave them out in the field)

Carrot juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes, your composts are graves)
It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade)

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