This is from Dave Stancliff, columnist for the Eureka Reporter. It is reprinted here with permission from Dave Stancliff.
July 1st column
By Dave Stancliff
Don’t you just love secrets?
I know I do. It’s exciting to have one, or to discover one.
Gary Moore, the game show host for "I’ve Got a Secret," that ran from June 19, 1952 until April 3, 1967, successfully tapped into American’s love for secrets. Curiosity is a very human trait and it often makes life more interesting.
Last week’s worst-held secret award goes to the hoards of DEA and FBI types gathering in Humboldt County. The last time a successful secret raid was conducted here was in 1990 when "Operation Green Sweep" surprised and angered a lot of Humboldt residents who resented having 200 armed National Guardsmen and BLM officers swarm over their land.
This time the internet ratted the feds out. Anonymous blogs sprang up overnight and the word that hundreds of feds were gathering in town got around. I suspect that sources close to the operation probably shared their secret with the wrong person. But who knows?
If this was a military operation it would have ended badly for the attackers. Informed defenders are hard too sneak up on. Just think what would have happened if we had the internet back in the forties. D-Day would have been impossible.
Secrets are harder to keep these days with the popularity of the internet. I can’t help wondering how all those agents felt, knowing everybody in town knew they were there for a "secret" raid. It must have been somewhat unsettling wondering who was reporting your every movement.
One government spokesperson did tell Channel 3 News they were aware of the blogs and were actually getting information from them. That raised my eyebrows for a moment. As far as I can tell, after following all the blogs closely for the past two weeks, the only real information they got was that most of Humboldt County knew they were there and even had the dates right.
Another government official who had been passing out misinformation on what the feds mission was prior to the June 24th raid in Southern Humboldt, tried to play off the fact that their operation wasn’t a secret to anyone in the area.
As far as secrets go this was too big to elude cyber talk coming from informed sources and observers with blogs. There was a lot of paranoia on the internet, and every indoor grower in Humboldt County probably panicked at the thought of a sudden visit from the DEA.
We’ll never know how many growers decided to pull up their precious pot plants in a blind panic over the last two weeks. It’s safe to say some did however. Perhaps the panic worked in the feds favor if you consider the end results.
One of the most persistents rumors was that PG&E was sharing customers bills with the feds. This one is a case of part wrong and part right. PG&E doesn’t just hand out customer bills for anyone to examine. They do however, yield to warrants which, of course, the feds had. Their official line (as of this writing) was that they were just after one big growing operation.
The ripple effect of private growers shutting down their operations in a panic has to have the feds smiling. I can’t help thinking that the blogs were two-edged swords. Yes, the alarm went out to all marijuana growers, but it also hurt those who panicked and pulled their plants for no reason.
Humboldt County was outed by magazines like High Times decades ago. All you have to do while visiting other states, or even abroad, is to say, ""I’m from Humboldt County," and they immediately think marijuana. You might as well have a pot patch sewn on your forehead.
I still think that secrets are interesting and will always be with us for a whole slew of reasons. Right now I’m betting that there’s a lot of people shaking their heads and thinking about the difference between hearing about a secret, or a rumor. Secrets, like rumors, don’t have to be true. Their just something that is kept from you.
As It Stands, it’s no secret that our local economy is boosted by local marijuana growers who spend their money in the county.
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Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Grumpy old Republicans
I have some neighbors that are card carrying Republicans. They are mostly unhappy and scared to death. They do well for themselves financially and are retired. They have a big boat and an R.V., a real nice 2 story house in the redwoods near the ocean, with a stream on one side.
They have another house in a warmer climate. Most retired people would be envious of them, unless they knew them. They are afraid that all us little people will be unemployed and wandering the streets, looking for trouble due to high gas prices. They cower in their house and keep everything locked up tight. They are afraid to go out and do the things they used to do. They used to travel to fun exotic places but are now afraid to do this anymore. I blame their fear on two sources. 1. The pastor John Hagee, they have been known to watch him on t.v. and 2. Fox News, the only source they trust for news. Both of these are out to scare us to death so that we will need them for their advice. So that we will continue to seek their knowledge of terrorists, gays, homeless people, people that look differently from them, the devil, and those evil liberals. It is sad that in the golden years of their life they can't laugh, love and enjoy the time they have left with friends and family. They used to have lots of friends. Now, no one comes over to see them unless they are there to fix the appliances or cable tv. It seems that they have run away all their friends because of their hatred, bigotry and their constant fear of loosing all their possessions or having them scratched or something. The whole thing makes no sense to me. If I live that long and am not in the gutter or some sort of prison for agitators, I certainly hope I can enjoy my life, my family and I hope I haven't run off all of my friends.
I wish them no ill. Feeling a bit sorry for them I left a copy of a Frank Sinatra C. D. on their doorstep the other day. How can you listen to Sinatra without smiling? I hope they smile and fall in love again. In love with each other, in love with life, in love with every new day.
But I'm just a bleeding heart hoping for things some would consider impossible. I still believe that with love all things are possible.
They have another house in a warmer climate. Most retired people would be envious of them, unless they knew them. They are afraid that all us little people will be unemployed and wandering the streets, looking for trouble due to high gas prices. They cower in their house and keep everything locked up tight. They are afraid to go out and do the things they used to do. They used to travel to fun exotic places but are now afraid to do this anymore. I blame their fear on two sources. 1. The pastor John Hagee, they have been known to watch him on t.v. and 2. Fox News, the only source they trust for news. Both of these are out to scare us to death so that we will need them for their advice. So that we will continue to seek their knowledge of terrorists, gays, homeless people, people that look differently from them, the devil, and those evil liberals. It is sad that in the golden years of their life they can't laugh, love and enjoy the time they have left with friends and family. They used to have lots of friends. Now, no one comes over to see them unless they are there to fix the appliances or cable tv. It seems that they have run away all their friends because of their hatred, bigotry and their constant fear of loosing all their possessions or having them scratched or something. The whole thing makes no sense to me. If I live that long and am not in the gutter or some sort of prison for agitators, I certainly hope I can enjoy my life, my family and I hope I haven't run off all of my friends.
I wish them no ill. Feeling a bit sorry for them I left a copy of a Frank Sinatra C. D. on their doorstep the other day. How can you listen to Sinatra without smiling? I hope they smile and fall in love again. In love with each other, in love with life, in love with every new day.
But I'm just a bleeding heart hoping for things some would consider impossible. I still believe that with love all things are possible.
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