Two questions for Councilors Brenda Ford and Margaret Wille:
1. Why do you think you know more about farming than the rest of the farmers on this island?
2. Why do you think you have a right to control what other farmers grow on their own property?
To the rest of the council: Please end this anti-GMO threat to freedom-to-farm as soon as possible.
Farmers deciding what to plant need to have assurances their crop won’t become illegal. Whenever a farmer must leave her fields to lobby for freedom, food production suffers. Most of us farmers and consumers alike just want our council to leave us alone. Perhaps your time would be better spent repealing the layers of planning, permitting and reviewing that discourage even modest development.
Regarding, “In your dreams home,” Tribune-Herald, Aug. 29: I think it is a slap in the face to Hamakua residents to claim “this place was just 500 mac nut trees and a shack … We turned it into something beautiful.”
What a blatant disrespect and complete misunderstanding of what Hamakua is. It is family. It is community and, above all else, it is history.
It is unfortunate that Scott Watson, Laurie Robertson and Kelly Moran only see the area as ready to “explode with ultra-high-end, multi-million dollar residential homes” that strictly cater to people who “may come here to spend winter months.”
I would suggest that in future interviews, they think first before completely disregarding and insulting the generations of families from the Hamakua area.
Such an amazing contrast of news it was which greeted me in today’s (Aug. 29) Hawaii Tribune-Herald!
First, there was the front-page article about the developer who believes the Hamakua Coast real estate market is about to “explode with ultra-high-end, multi-million dollar residential homes.”
Then there was the commentary in “Your Views” (“Council gone amok” by John Gallipeau) expressing fears that the pending GMO bill before the County Council would put many island farmers out of business.
How sad for the Big Island, should both initiatives succeed, with local farmers driven to seek food stamps to survive, while starry-eyed developers build another Malibu along the Hamakua Coast.
As the old Joni Mitchell song goes: “Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone?”