AliRope.jpgCorrect me if I’m wrong, but aren’t we back to where we were on the first of this month?

 

For all the hearings, and blistering legislator criticism of the California Department of Food and Agriculture, and reassurances from this politician and that regulator, and the involvement of high-priced lobbyists, and thousands of phone calls and faxes to legislators…isn’t AB 1735, with its 10-coliform-per-milliliter limit on raw milk—in the bottle—still in force? Isn’t California’s raw milk supply in danger?

 

That’s what I read into the various reports on my previous posting—thanks for all the legwork from several individuals, including Amanda Rose, Anna, AuLait, and Dave Hopton. This is a tough story to report–the powers that be don’t really want it reported at all–and a number of people have put a lot of time into trying to figure out what’s happening.

 

Believe me, I really wish I were wrong. I have felt any number of times during the past month that I’ve been too cynical and too pessimistic, that I’ve let myself be influenced too much by Aajonus Vonderplanitz’s bleak warnings that you can’t trust anything any of the politicians and regulators say about raw milk without having it in writing.

 

After all that effort, we get a commission to look into the safety of raw milk? That’s almost comical. In legislatures around the globe, when they want to stall something into oblivion, they set up a commission. Do you have any idea how many commissions we’ve had investigating what to do about Social Security? How to balance the federal budget? How to improve race relations? I don’t know exactly, but I do know that even after they recommend reasonable solutions, the politicians usually ignore them, and eventually, when the situation gets worse, set up another commission to investigate the same thing over again.

 

No, these guys at CDFA have taken Muhammad Ali’s rope-a-dope strategy to another level. I feel a little like I did a few years ago during a visit to Barcelona. I had just arrived to visit my daughter, who was living there, and one of the first things she advised me as we boarded a subway was to watch out for the pickpockets. So, I kept my hands on my pockets and on my fanny pack. But as I headed through a turnstyle exit, a guy in back of me tapped me on the shoulder, distracting me for just a couple seconds, and in that brief period, a guy in front opened my fanny pack and got my wallet.

 

I was pissed, but I was also admiring. Those guys were good. They turned pickpocketing into an art form.

 

That’s kind of how I feel about the CDFA guys. They really are in the wrong profession. Instead of drawing regular middle class salaries, they should be out doing Ponzi schemes and card-sharking—they’d make a lot more money. When the dust cleared, and there was a lot of dust, they kind of brushed themselves off, looked over their victims lying outside the bar, got back on their horses, and rode off into the sunset.

 

Maybe some tough judge will catch up with them. Mark McAfee of Organic Pastures Dairy Co tells me the next step is to seek some kind of legal injunction against enforcement of AB 1735—hopefully in the next couple of weeks. The suggestion in Amanda Rose’s otherwise great writeup on The Ethicurean that there is an injunction is incorrect—there’s nothing between California consumers and AB 1735.


I feel badly for Mark. He was trying very hard to be reasonable and flexible and to compromise. But he was in with a bunch of people like you sometimes run into in Times Square, who move the thimbles and peas around and suck your money up. I probably should have entitled this posting, “The Education of a Raw Milk Dairyman.”