Near the beginning of my awfully attractive laughter,
there’s a cabin and some snow. With different types of goats, there are
different uses of goats. Goddamnit! I owe you an
explanation.The land is tired of corn. No green vegetables and milk. In the spring there is mud, in the winter
there is snow. Some of them are good
books. But they tell of another
world. The children learn to say the
words and what makes seventeen. They do
not know what to do about their own lack of food and clothing and shelter. It’s very hard to spend a penny. The kinds of candy are so many. The children must learn it is too late now
for the old hills. And probably some folk songs. To get it authentic and shit. To live well by axe & gun & plow. After all, this film’s about educating
America’s heathens—small Appalachian children.
Now the land is no longer rich.
But the people remain. The
cornfields dot the hillsides now where once there was hickory and
chestnut. Their lives set in old
patterns. New ideas are not easy to come
by when ideas are passed from mouth to mouth, from father to son. Is your farming balanced? Mom is happy about taking the little boy’s
shirt off as he squirms in her lap. She
is sick in her heart and wants to lie down.
What do you want for your breakfast?
O Willie tell me! I don’t want
nothing mother! I’m sick in my heart and
I want to lie down. The hogs slaughtered
in the farm must last thru the winter.
Goddamnit! I owe you an explanation.
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