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THROUGH
MY EYES.
"MOUNTAINS OF IT"
By Renie Spykerman |
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 As a born and raised Dutch girl, I know everything about Butter Mountains and Milk Rivers. Holland produces too much butter and milk, and therefore every farmer actually gets subsidized by the government for the surplus, as long as they keep producing. Hence, the existing butter-mountains and milk-rivers in our little country.
To me, if all were to be fair and square, there are quite a few other mountains that need subsidizing. One and foremost is the never 'eroding' ironing-mountain I seem to have been battling for the last two decades. Three kids and husbands producing an on-going flow of shirts, pants, jeans, skirts, dresses, etc. An actual mountain chain, perhaps a bit younger then the Alps, but a chain nonetheless, if you include the washing-mountain that seems to be getting just as high as the bloody ironing-mountain.
My cry for some funds to battle the above 'freak-of-nature' seems just and fair. Believe me, there are more of us out there fighting the hills of 'Wash-Me' or balancing the cliffs of 'Iron-Me'.
Therefore, dear government officials, hear my solution. Sell the surplus milk and butter at a very low price to hungering countries, and then use these funds as subsidies for overworked mothers, who, in turn, can hire the homeless and unemployed to wash and iron for them.
Look at all the immense problems that are solved in one shot: hunger, unemployment, your own re-election to high office . . . and, last but not least, the ever-growing threat of my expanding ironing-and-washing mountain range.
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