They came out with news early in the week that President Donald Trump and China had made a 90-day concession to open some trade with some stipulations.
Then it could change at the end of the 90 days if either side doesn’t follow through with their end of the deal. So I thought—good—maybe we would get a rally in the futures at the fat market. Early on Monday we started up 75 cents but soon fell back to even. I did have some contracts bought on the board, thinking for several months we should have gotten a lot better. I think we should have, but with the funds or whoever holding it down I finally bailed out.
That is almost a cinch that it will go up and it did on Tuesday, but I am still glad to get any rally we can. Ironically I hear several big feedlots that say they are full or can only buy as the packer picks up their cattle.
There seems to be a fair amount of wheat pasture but not a lot available when you go to try to find some. Quite a few farmers planted cotton as the government has a guaranteed program so they could not lose money. One crop I hear some contemplating is hemp. And one named a preacher who was thinking about it. Interesting.
I was listening to a preacher the other day and he said the hardest thing for a lot of people to do is forgive others. He said most people will ask forgiveness on something they have done wrong but most have a hard time forgiving the person who did them wrong. And some feel they do not need to forgive until that person asks them to. Life is too short to hold a grudge. It only hurts yourself.
There were two Cajun pastors. One was Rev. Boudreaux who was the pastor at the local Cajun Baptist Church and Thibodaux who was the minister at the Covenant Church across the road. They were both standing by the road pounding in a sign that read, “Da end is near. Turn yo sef ‘roun now afore it be too late!” As a car sped past them the driver learned out his window and yelled, “You religious nuts!”
From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash. Boudreaux turns to Thibodaux and asks, “Do ya tink maybe da sign should jussay—Bridge Out?”
All of us were created of dust and dust is where we will return so that’s the main reason I do not dust anymore. No telling who you are moving around.
Editor’s note: Jerry Nine, Woodward, Oklahoma, is a lifetime cattleman who grew up on his family’s ranch near Slapout, Oklahoma.
