John Deere vs American farmers

I'm old.

I don't have time to watch a 1/2 hour video.
 


John Deere decision to move production to mexico was the last straw

The company has become a stranger to its own customers

I hope Winnebago doesn't do the same thing.

Mexico's game is John Deere's loss.

What's the rent on their factory ?
 


John Deere decision to move production to mexico was the last straw

The company has become a stranger to its own customers

The Lazy Fairies of Laissez-Faire

Manly businessmen don't have contempt for the hard and sweaty work of

their blue-collar employees. Only Sissies in Suitcoats do.
 
Nah
Let them go we'll find somebody better.
One problem
Mexico's about to be nationalized.
They'll learn.
I have never understood the obsession for John Deere. Both my grandparents had major farming operations. I never, ever, saw so much as a John Deere riding lawn mower on the farm. In the end, all new equipment came from Kubuto. There was Ford, and David Brown--that is an Aston Martin. But for both of my grandfathers there was nothing like a Massey Harris, equipment built before the merger with Ferguson in 1958.

Every year there was, and still is, a huge tractor pull in Bellwood in the fall. And Grandpa was well in his 70's, with his Big M, well over fifty years old, he would destroy the newest John Deere tractors
 
I have never understood the obsession for John Deere. Both my grandparents had major farming operations. I never, ever, saw so much as a John Deere riding lawn mower on the farm. In the end, all new equipment came from Kubuto. There was Ford, and David Brown--that is an Aston Martin. But for both of my grandfathers there was nothing like a Massey Harris, equipment built before the merger with Ferguson in 1958.

Every year there was, and still is, a huge tractor pull in Bellwood in the fall. And Grandpa was well in his 70's, with his Big M, well over fifty years old, he would destroy the newest John Deere tractors
There's a great memories perhaps I was a bit harsh nothing runs like a deere.
I grew up on a Cub cadet
On the edge of the corn belt in Illinois.

It's sad to see such a great name brand go but there still might be part of negotiation I haven't really looked into it I'd rather they stay.

If they choose not to I give somebody else a shot, Don you make sure farmers are taken care of incentives including solar power.
 
There's a great memories perhaps I was a bit harsh nothing runs like a deere.
I grew up on a Cub cadet
On the edge of the corn belt in Illinois.

It's sad to see such a great name brand go but there still might be part of negotiation I haven't really looked into it I'd rather they stay.

If they choose not to I give somebody else a shot, Don you make sure farmers are taken care of incentives including solar power.
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They have had production in Mexico for years. In the mid-west those are referred to as Juan Deeres.
 
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There's a great memories perhaps I was a bit harsh nothing runs like a deere.
I grew up on a Cub cadet
On the edge of the corn belt in Illinois.

It's sad to see such a great name brand go but there still might be part of negotiation I haven't really looked into it I'd rather they stay.

If they choose not to I give somebody else a shot, Don you make sure farmers are taken care of incentives including solar power.
While I will not agree with, nothing runs like a Deere, there is one thing for sure, nothing sounds like a Deere. At least the older ones.

But the one thing I found extremely problematic with the OP. John Deere locking out repairs done on the farm. That was a huge part of any operation. I mean there were the barns, the milk parlor, the silo's, the tractor shed, the ham house, even the shower house, of course, there was no indoor bathroom. Showers in the shower house and an outhouse. But by far, the most important building, the workshed.

Every tool imaginable there. Three stories high, but of course, it was just one level, had to be able to get the combine in for maintenance and repairs. Huge toolboxes along one wall, and then those big tools, hanging on another wall. My uncle could fix anything and everything. In the end, it was those tools that were the most valuable asset of the farm, outside the land. Only building on the farm that had a lock.

I remember one time, Dad and I were there to replace some of the tin on the roof. At least forty feet up, long extension ladder to get there. The win was blowing and as we were nailing down new tin that wind blew the ladder away. We heard it crash to the ground. I looked at Dad, Dad looked at me, we were fucked. We spent hours on that roof, until my wife came to check on us. She might have weighed 115 pounds soaking wet. It was nothing short of a miracle that she got that ladder back to the roof. I think that was when Dad finally accepted her, we were both so thankful.
 
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