A Boring Dystopia

This makes me uncontrollably angry. You just don't kill trees without a good reason, and this is a horrible reason! Absolutely disgusting

Ah yes, the fabled "efficiency" of capitalism at work.

That should be a crime.

Be like the airlines. Another company just comes in and uses the existing peaches.

Can't peaches be used to make alcohol? Is closing of canning plants with captive supply based on US immigration policies?

we have a loquat tree growing from old house they produce fruit quite prodigiously from time to time, and bees seem to love the flowers. 30+year. i think it was from a cutting, asian people love loquats.

The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.

There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.

--John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Millions of peaches, peaches for me,
Millions of peaches, peaches for free.

From the article, it seems like they just have no way to process them. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t see any sort of obligation to destroy these trees, they just need the farmland back to grow something they can actually sell.

Capitalism at work!