I want to get into the not farming business.

[Dinner]

Please advise me on how to do this. Is it necissary to own land in order to not farm or will I only receive subsides for not farming if I own land to not farm? I honestly think I would be perfect for not farming as I love to sit around and do nothing all day. I understand that not farming is a very lucrative business where I may be as lazy as I wish yet still get paid for it. This seems right up my ally. Thank you.

[onodera]

And you can buy more land using your not farming profits and not farm it too!

[Tattila the Hun]

I wonder if that could be expanded, like, not working in steelmill or not lawyering?

[SlowwHand]

Stick to prune picking. It's what you're bred for doing.

[Dinner]

Originally posted by onodera
And you can buy more land using your not farming profits and not farm it too!

MORE MONEY!

[Aeson]

Major Major's father was a sober God-fearing man whose idea of a good joke was to lie
about his age. He was a long-limbed farmer, a God-fearing, freedom-loving, law-abiding rugged
individualist who held that federal aid to anyone but farmers was creeping socialism. He
advocated thrift and hard work and disapproved of loose women who turned him down. His
specialty was alfalfa, and he made a good thing out of not growing any. The government paid him
well for every bushel of alfalfa he did not grow. The more alfalfa he did not grow, the more
money the government gave him, and he spent every penny he didn't earn on new land to increase
the amount of alfalfa he did not produce. Major Major's father worked without rest at not
growing alfalfa. On long winter evenings he remained indoors and did not mend harness, and he
sprang out of bed at the crack of noon every day just to make certain that the chores would not be
done. He invested in land wisely and soon was not growing more alfalfa than any other man in the
county. Neighbors sought him out for advice on all subjects, for he had made much money and
was therefore wise. "As ye sow, so shall ye reap," he counseled one and all, and everyone said,
"Amen."

Major Major's father was an outspoken champion of economy in government, provided it
did not interfere with the sacred duty of government to pay farmers as much as they could get for
all the alfalfa they produced that no one else wanted or for not producing any alfalfa at all. He was
a proud and independent man who was opposed to unemployment insurance and never hesitated
to whine, whimper, wheedle, and extort for as much as he could get from whomever he could. He
was a devout man whose pulpit was everywhere.

"The Lord gave us good farmers two strong hands so that we could take as much as we
could grab with both of them," he preached with ardor on the courthouse steps or in front of the
A & P as he waited for the bad-tempered gum-chewing young cashier he was after to step outside
and give him a nasty look. "If the Lord didn't want us to take as much as we could get," he
preached, "He wouldn't have given us two good hands to take it with." And the others murmured,
"Amen."