>enter an agropecuary technician course because it's the only real option in my town
>first semester a teacher asks us to research a book, mine was one of the works of Masanobu Fukuoka
>Fukuoka was a japanese ecoagriculturist who made a lot of books on the subject of preserving nature + making money with crops
>at first I don't give a single shit about the paper, almost end up bullshitting my way through
>after reading a bit and making additional research that wasn't needed, the guy starts to make a lot of sense
>his ways of naturalist-oriented crop production are proven efficient and all, despite looking pleasant to the eye
>finish my paper and research more, at this point I had a formed opinion and was just interested in the subject
>realise I live in a state whose only way of making money is destroying forest and planting onions
>realise I live in a post-colonial shithole who contributes to nothing but raising crop production and the percentage of irresponsible land usage on earth
>realise I am studying to feed an already dying industry, with no perspective of future sustainability
>realise the only ones benefitting from this rubbish are 40+ year old boomers with a Toyota Hilux, failing lungs and a cityfag son who hasn't contacted his father in years
>realise how I will probably die because of the lack of oxygen and overwhelmingly big onions production, which replaces everything else that is actually edible
>realise everything is going to become a onions desert in the future and there's no way for me to stop it because it's the only source of income my country has
>realise letting any of this out in real life would probably ruin my life by being called a wannabe Greta Thunberg

I fucking hate onions. I fucking hate pesticides. I fucking hate deforestation. I fucking hate irresponsible farmers. I fucking hate what I study. If you look at the southern tip of Brazil there is zero forest. No trees whatsoever. Everything has been replaced with onions. Fucking onions. I hate onions.