It’s a tradition as American as apple pie and not knowing where to find America on a map. Every couple of years, a new batch of baby-faced teens is harvested from the Disney Farmlands strategically positioned in our country’s most desolate regions. We take them in to our homes, tell them they are pretty, and give their mothers a reason to live. In return, they provide us with catchy pop songs and raise our children for us. A fair tradeoff.