A thin layer of dissatisfaction hangs over "Farm Implements and Rutabagas in a Landscape," but it's so thin you might not even notice it. The complaints expressed by characters are either minor and nitpicky (things being cheaper in the country) or absurdly idealistic (wanting to be plunged to the stars with inspiration). If we had to play psychologist on these characters, we'd diagnose them with a serious case of boredom. The only character with a real reason to be upset – the exiled Popeye – is perfectly content.
The characters should be dissatisfied based on the objective facts of their situation, but they are incapable of being truly disturbed by anything.