I find myself experiencing wide mood swings about California’s legislative assault on raw milk.

 

At times, I feel total outrage. It’s as if an accused sex offender of children has more rights than a California raw milk drinker. An accused sex offender gets a hearing on the charges, a trial by jury, in an open court, with the media providing coverage. And there’s a lengthy appeals process.

 

In California, AB 1735 didn’t have a hearing, there were no arguments by opposing sides, the legislature voted secretly, and the media didn’t provide coverage—even though the legislation directly affects the rights of about 100,000 consumers, including children. (Actually, it affects the rights of all California consumers, should they ever want to exercise their right to consume raw milk.)

 

At other times, though, I feel kind of weird, almost voyeuristic, about the whole thing. It’s as if I’m watching a private bit of play acting that I’m not supposed to be privy to. And indeed, I’m not, nor are any of us.

 

This whole thing was supposed to play out entirely in private, out of our view. A few regulators, legislative aides, and probably at least a handful of legislators got together. They decided to insert some technical language into some routine legislation. They figured no one would take notice, but just to be sure, they intentionally didn’t tell anyone about it. They informed the mass of legislators everything was so routine that no discussion was necessary, and after the legislation passed unanimously, they told the governor the same thing.

 

This is the way they do things all the time, so why do things differently in this situation?

 

Now that this matter has shifted to the public stage, with the regulators and legislative aides behaving like deer caught in a car’s high beams, I find myself occasionally feeling nearly embarrassed for them. They are stuttering and stammering and contradicting themselves. It’s all so pathetic, it’s occasionally difficult to become outraged.

 

But of course, I know that feeling badly for them is stupid. They are so cynical, they figure they can be careless about explaining the new rules, since complaints will likely lead nowhere. They know that Americans are so anesthetized to corruption of the legislative process they barely react to most cases of big money influence and cronyism. And when they do react, it’s all just temporary, and rarely leads anywhere.

 

Ronald Garthwaite of Claravale Farm expressed it well when he said, “They are trying to create a raw milk hysteria that will get people to support their bill.  In other words, they think you’re not very smart.”

 

No, don’t feel badly for them. Stay outraged. Follow Dave Hopon’s advice (in his comment following my previous post.) Pursue them without mercy. And donate to the legal defense fund that is seeking to derail AB 1735.

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Another interesting example of bureaucratic subterfuge affecting our food rights has been taking place in Pennsylvania and Ohio. A New York Times article yesterday reported how regulators are trying to prevent milk producers from including on labels information that cows weren’t being given artificial bovine growth hormone, or rGBH.

 

The regulators say there’s no way to prove hormones haven’t been added. There may be some validity to that argument, but then you’ve got to examine all kinds of other cases where such labeling does take place. The larger message in such disputes, it seems, is that we’re best off buying directly from farmers we know, and trust.