Cattle Auction

Yesterday I witnessed what was probably the last untouched event in America. The Fruitland Cattle Auction. The feeling of timelessness was evident upon seeing the ancient vending machine stocked with $0.50 cans of Coca-Cola and Fanta. Unfortunately, marketing dollars could still not keep away three local banks who had built a small lightbox above the auctioneer's stand. As for the dress code...carhart's and boots were the only staple you needed to fit in. I got the feeling my $40 pair of Quicksilver jeans had the highest price tag in the place. As for the auction itself...I think the phrase "seen one seen them all" pretty much applies; however, the auctioneer was all about cattle as you could guess, expressing his comments about the livestock, "I like these pretty ladies right here...." and "whoooeee....look at these stock ladies....don't they look smooth." All in all, there were some fine heifers there, and while they were the center of attention to most, I found enjoyment in pondering how the last 5 decades smelled.