The writer, poet and novelist Wendell Berry asks of the economists and politicians who created the global economy, “What Are People For?” Not much in the new world of the Amazon warehouse worker and the ascending Corporate Nation. I live in Washington County, New York, a beautiful place that has, like almost all of rural America, been abandoned by the politicians and economists who find small towns to inefficient and outmoded to fit into the new global  economy.

Life is very beautiful here, it is also very difficult here, people are used to seeing their children leave to find work in the big cities where it is almost unheard of to life your work and your life.The people here struggle to find work but never give up on community or on the small details of life that make it a rich place to be. “What are people for?,” Berry asks the new economists, the architects of the globalism that has left rural America nearly in ruin.

Everywhere on the beautiful country roads, the farmers have put up Bluebird houses, you never have to go far to find one, and these lucky bluebirds can see a magnificent sunset every night they are in residence.