When I was growing up, the farmer had a pair of horses for ploughing, harrowing, harvesting and pulling the cart. The milk was delivered by a kind of gig with big milk cans with taps on them to fill the jugs and bottles people left out. Nowadays they use machines that are three stories high to plough, machines that get stuck on narrow bridges and cause traffic jams. There are to be no diesel or petrol cars by some date I might not see but what of these monsters? They will need to trail a power station behind them and everything the cut will have to be used to generate the power. We face STARVATION unless we go back to a good pair of Clydesdales whose breath steams as they pull the plough on frosty mornings - I'm not going to spoil the picture by going into what noxious gasses they produce or what particulates they leave behind.
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