Lately I’ve seen rubber boots hanging off of town signs in rural areas around my home. This is meant to be a message for our government from our farmers. Agriculture is the wrong place to save money or cut subsidies!
What would happen, if farmers were forced to hang up their boots all over the country? I prefer my food to be produced locally, not somewhere far away and trucked around all over the place. So, if that means local farmers need a break on fuel taxes, or whatever else financial help, I’m all in.
So in 2023 our municipal council, lead by a young energetic mayor, devised a plan how to turn the stream of vehicles into a stream of revenue. The radar speed control camera went live on December 20th and paid for itself within the first ten days by taking over 3,000 expensive black-and-white photos of drivers in an awful hurry – both ways, in and out of town.
When I was just a child, I simply grabbed his hand and tried to keep up with his long, fast-paced strides. A rather futile endeavour, since my father had clear goals for his future and no patience to wait, or slow down, for anybody.
Physics was his life. He breathed quantum mechanics. Hundreds, if not thousands, of students listened to his lectures. I admired the clarity of his thoughts and the depth of his knowledge – wondering if there was room for anything other than physics in his mind. I worked hard in school, but never hard enough. Not being an obvious genius in one specific subject, like my father was, I tried out dozens of different things – and ended up knowing a little bit about all of them.
