Are U.S. Cattle Ranchers Getting Screwed by the Big 4 Meat Packing Giants and the U.S. Government?

I’ve been around cows my whole life due to the fact that I’m a redneck. But, I don’t know the first thing about running a big cattle ranch and the U.S. beef industry. I watched the video of Texas Rancher Shad Sullivan speaking to the American people and it made me think about a few things.


I was working on my tan and doing a WHOLE LOT of beer drinking when I started talking to my iPad so my arguments just might be as full of shit as a Christmas goose.

This video is designed to invoke thought and bring attention to the fact that ranchers in America seem to be getting shit on by the U.S. federal government and the big 4 meat packers.

It’s probably FULL OF INACCURACIES so I need some scholars to leave comments down below and get me on the right path.


Now listen, I love Mexico, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Namibia, and all of the other countries (except the Chinese Communist Party!) who export beef to the U.S.

However, if there is a cow ready to be harvested in a barn just up the road in small town USA, WHY THE HELL DOES THE U.S. NEED TO IMPORT BEEF FROM NAMIBIA?

Somebody answer that question. Don’t worry, I’ll wait…

We’re not talking about importing big screen T.V.s which are luxury items. We’re talking about the capability of the United States to be able to feed its own people. That’s a matter of national security.

Take Some Action

The next time you go to Walmart or the grocery store, ask the butcher or the manager of the meat department exactly WHERE the meat comes from.


Most Grass-Fed Beef Labeled ‘Product of U.S.A.’ Is Imported

“If you’ve eaten grass-fed beef in America over the past few years, chances are the cows weren’t raised in the U.S., even if the package has “Product of U.S.A.” printed on it.”

Is That Thumbnail Image Clickbait?

How do you like the thumbnail image of my old lady in my hat?

I think they call that clickbait?

Thought you were going to listen to a beautiful lady but instead, you got schooled by a sweaty, sexy redneck in a lawn chair.

Life is like a box of chocolates…