The Farm Sting
The federal government here in the U.S. has won a two year battle resulting from a sting operation against an Amish farmer in Pennsylvania. The Washington Times reports the man sells raw milk which many believe is healthier than the pasteurized version. But the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) says it is not safe to consume.
His persistence prompted a 5 a.m. visit from the feds to catch him in the act of selling the product across state lines which is illegal. The FDA launched a full investigation and purchased milk to be used as evidence. A judge sided with the government and banned the farmer from selling his products across state lines.
The judge warned the farmer he will have pay the FDA’s costs for investigating and prosecuting if he violates the law again. The Amish man has decided to shut down his entire farm including sales of milk, eggs and honey.
Well done crime fighters of the FDA……we certainly can not have people buying stuff they want. And we certainly can not have self sufficient farmers providing the food stuffs. Heck, what if everyone started to think they could choose for themselves? Anarchy would surely ensue!
On a related note……
State agent inspects sack lunches, forces preschoolers to purchase cafeteria food instead
A preschooler at West Hoke Elementary School ate three chicken nuggets for lunch Jan. 30 because a state employee told her the lunch her mother packed was not nutritious.
The girl’s turkey and cheese sandwich, banana, potato chips, and apple juice did not meet U.S. Department of Agriculture guidelines, according to the interpretation of the agent who was inspecting all lunch boxes in her More at Four classroom that day.
The girl’s mother — who said she wishes to remain anonymous to protect her daughter from retaliation — said she received a note from the school stating that students who did not bring a “healthy lunch” would be offered the missing portions, which could result in a fee from the cafeteria, in her case $1.25.
“What got me so mad is, number one, don’t tell my kid I’m not packing her lunch box properly,” the girl’s mother told CJ. “I pack her lunchbox according to what she eats. It always consists of a fruit. It never consists of a vegetable. She eats vegetables at home because I have to watch her because she doesn’t really care for vegetables.” When the girl came home with her lunch untouched, her mother wanted to know what she ate instead. Three chicken nuggets, the girl answered. Everything else on her cafeteria tray went to waste.
You can read the full story here. Once again, we see the FDA crime fighters on the job! Thank goodness they were there to ensure the chicken nuggets were ate as opposed to the parent-made turkey and cheese sandwich. We really have people employed to check children’s lunches? Really? We have people employed to second guess the parents and how to best handle the nutritional needs of their children. We have people employed to tell our children how messed up their parents are.
It’s difficult to properly express the outrage and sorrow over these events. We’ve become such a nanny state that we can no longer make decisions about our food intake for ourselves. While it is true that raw (unpasteurized) milk may be a bit riskier than pasteurized, I really have no desire to tell sentient beings what they can and can not choose to eat or drink. Nor do I wish to drive self sufficient farmers out of business. And I damn sure don’t want to be telling other parents the proper way to feed their children. Having been a parent of two beautiful girls, I understand the challenges of getting them to eat properly, especially when you’re not there to supervise. I am also fully aware that many of these nanny state totalitarians never raised any child. And, if they had, it’s highly likely they raised an entirely dysfunctional child; raised with the belief the state can make better choices for you and yours than you can. We are raising children who will never understand, and will certainly not be taught, the concepts of individual liberty and freedom. I weep and mourn for my country.
There will be no curiosity, no enjoyment of the process of life. All competing pleasures will be destroyed. But always—do not forget this, Winston—always there will be the intoxication of power, constantly increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless. If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—forever.
—Part III, Chapter III, Nineteen Eighty-Four