Where the water goes
EDITOR: There is no drought, per se. The water shortage is the result of Wall Street's power elite buying huge tracks of forested land, building Olympic-size swimming pools and ornamental pools and watering their mammoth-size vineyards.
In the 1930s, I grew up on a 380-acre farm on Faught Road southeast of Windsor. No farmer ever watered his vineyard. It was unheard of. For example, Louis Martini, who raised grapes on arid hilltops a thousand feet above the Napa Valley, was the first Californian to place first at Paris's historic wine tasting competition. The point? Less water, better grapes.
The water table on our farm's meadows was at the surface and remained so throughout the driest months. There were posted-off pools throughout the area; a habitat for salamanders that kept the water clean.
In the 1940s, my grandfather sold the farm to an Eastern consortium. They sank huge culverts in the fields draining off hundreds of feet of water in order to raise more grapes. Ironically, they are now watering these grapes.
Madness? Perhaps not madness, but surely ignorance. And, of course, greed.
State's pact with Israel
EDITOR: This agreement between Gov. Jerry Brown and Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu reveals Israel for what it truly is: a business venture by some of the world's richest men that uses the Palestinian and Israeli people as cannon fodder to protect their investments.