For lack of a better way of looking at it, if I existed 200 years ago, all the other farmers in my community would be like, “That guy is worthless! He’s sitting on a rock, jumping up like a frog, coming up with weird concepts and ideas, making faces, and combing his hair into a giant pastry.” It’s a good thing I was born in this century, when superfluous television seems to be part of the economy.