We should all blame our parents for allowing us to be born!
Seriously, though. Just deal with it. A job is a job, and if you don't like it, do like what Proto said: make your own job through your art. I'm sure that there's some artsy-folksy place where you live. Just take a table and chair and sell your art on a street corner one day. I see people doing it here in Winnipeg all the time and they make good money because there are suckers everywhere. It doesn't even have to be your best work.
Farming sucks, BTW. I mean, really, really, really sucks. Half my relatives work on/around farms and they hate themselves for not having the nice things non-farm people have.