SNAP Judgments

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The recent article “Uncovering the Secrets of Food Stamps” from the Los Angeles Times, and reprinted in the local daily, was both informative and disheartening. While the authors do not seem to hold a completely negative view of Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP) recipients, they do little to dispel falsehoods or offer solutions to the supposed “problems” associated with food-stamp recipients.

The myth that food-stamp recipients are jobless poxes on the system taking advantage of it is just that, a myth. A simple Google search to locate the Cal Fresh website lists one of the requirements to be eligible for food stamps: “Work Requirements: All able-bodied persons (ages 18–49) without dependents must work 20 hours per week (monthly average 80 hours) or participate 20 hours per week in an approved work activity. . . .” Exceptions are only made for the aged or the disabled.

The second question brought up—”How much of the SNAP budget is going for fruits and vegetables and how much for soft drinks and snack foods?”—implies that food-stamp recipients are spending on these things. This image is further pushed by the American Medical Association’s suggestion of a ban prohibiting recipients from buying these items. Of course, many who don’t use food stamps are overweight and have poor eating habits. This is an epidemic stretching across all classes.

Instead of government restrictions on what drinks people can buy, we should instead ask what can we as a society do to help. Instead of criticizing those whose only option for feeding their families is at the local quick stop, encourage city planners to equitably distribute grocery-store chains around town. Create laws requiring retailers who accept SNAP to have healthy options. Farmers markets can be held year-round, and can easily be put together using local vendors who would likely be just as eager to promote their products.

The benefits to this would not stop at the individual, but could help foster a sense of community in cities everywhere. SNAP recipients won’t be helped by more restrictions, but they can be helped by the solutions that we all, as a community, come up with.

Bianca May is a graduate of Sonoma State University and self-described feather-ruffler living in Rohnert Park.

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Stopping Time

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You don’t want to mess with Bettye LaVette. This is for a number of reasons, chief among them that if you’re heckling her, as I saw a fan do a few years ago, she’ll walk right up and plant a huge kiss on your lips to shut you up.

You know, come to think of it, maybe you do want to mess with Bettye LaVette.

Live and in person at age 67, LaVette continues to erupt emotion from the very depths of her being, even while hip-shaking and leg-kicking her way through medleys of her 1960s hits. Now a dependable purveyor of well-selected covers—John Prine’s “Souveneirs,” Sinead O’Connor’s “I Do Not What I Haven’t Got,” the Who’s “Love, Reign O’er Me” to name a few—LaVette is a transfixing sight to behold onstage, and moreso in a small venue like the Sweetwater.

Don’t miss it when a true soul legend appears with opener Earl Thomas on Sunday, Oct. 6, at the Sweetwater Music Hall.
19 Corte Madera Ave., Mill Valley. 8pm. $32. 415.388.3850.

Torre’s Touch

A few years ago, chef Francesco Torre posted his résumé on Craigslist. He was living in his native Tuscany at the time, cooking for some of the most prestigious hotels and wineries in the region. One day he got a call from William Foss, owner of Fish Restaurant in Sausalito.

“He told me he wanted to fly out to Italy to meet me!” Torre, who opened Canneti Roadhouse Italiana in Forestville six months ago, recalls over the phone recently. “It was the funkiest thing that’s ever happened in my life.”

His accent, rich as his food, throws me for a second. “Funniest thing?”

“No,” he laughs, “funkiest.”

Thrown by such an extravagant gesture, Torre offered to fly out to California instead. Though he wound up moving to Martinez a year later, it wasn’t to work for Foss—at least, not yet. After commanding the kitchen at Tra Vigne Restaurant in Saint Helena, Torre became executive chef at Fish, where he deepened his commitment to sourcing local, sustainable ingredients.

In fact, Torre is so serious about quality food that he almost left the industry years before because of the frozen mussels he’d been forced to serve at a touristy Italian hotel. “There were mussels right there on the beach!” he laments.

When it came time to open his own restaurant, once again, Foss set him on his path. “Bill and I were driving down Highway 116 one day,” he explains, “and we passed this ugly red building. It was literally falling apart.”

But when he peered into the lovely back garden (site of the former Mosaic), Torre, who restores old motorcycles in his spare time, knew he’d found the right fixer-upper. So he rewired the electrical, replaced the windows, exposed some of the original brick, and refinished the custom-made tables by local sculptor Jordy Morgan.

The result is stunning. Named after the marshy weeds that grew on the road Torre used to walk to his elementary school, Canneti offers a host of different settings: there’s a bright front room with a giant fireplace and open kitchen, a cozy wine nook laden with bottles for sale, an outdoor deck overhung with wisteria and, for optimum privacy, a handful of two-tops tucked under the fig trees.

Given all this, you’d be right to expect Healdsburg prices, a misconception that Torre is eager to correct. Given that it’s hard to describe his food without using superlatives, the prices are pleasantly surprising.

In addition to lunch and dinner, Canneti offers a traditional Tuscan tasting menu and an Italian breakfast and brunch. The rosemary focaccia and pork sausage sandwich ($14) hits all the right notes. No dry mouthfuls here. The focaccia, dressed with braised red onions and Meyer lemon mayo, is soft and buttery, almost more like pastry than bread.

The creamy, fresh shell pasta is adorned with a generous portion of smoked steelhead and sweet roasted shallots ($14). Bejeweled with fine sugar and served with a shot-glass of crème anglaise, even the usually pedestrian doughnut becomes a sublime dessert ($5).

“My goal is not to become rich and famous,” Torre laughs, “even though that would be great. But what I do for a living is to keep my guests happy.”

Canneti Roadhouse Italiana,
6675 Front. St., Forestville. 707.887.2232.

Class Act

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Trees have leaves. Leaves have a shelf life. Once a year, they drop to the lawn and are blown away by gusts of wind or neighbors’ noisy leaf-blowers.

During this time of arboreal mayhem, schools open their doors and invite eager young scholars in from the leaf-covered world. When such students are scholars of theater, the boisterous, colorful drama of autumn gets a chance to play out on the stage, where the opportunity for life-changing theater can make for some sensational entertainment for us, the eager audience.

This fall, at Sonoma State University, Santa Rosa Junior College, the College of Marin, and Napa Valley College, a vibrant blend of classic and original plays is planned for the next few months—and the yearly change of seasons appears as a character or background in several of these shows.

At SSU, the theater department kicks things off with playwright Melanie Marnich’s moving and funny Blur (Oct. 17–21). Directed by Jennifer King (hopping over from Napa Valley College, where she’ll be directing Preston Lane and Jonathan Moscone’s Christmas Carol in December), Blur is the comedic drama of a young woman in the summer of her life who discovers she is rapidly going blind. Then, beginning on Halloween, August Strindberg’s fanciful Ghost Sonata (Oct. 31–Nov. 9), directed by Judy Navas, gets the Tim Burton treatment in a production filled with eerie projections and shadow effects designed to surround and envelope the audience.

In a fascinating collaboration between the theater, dance and science departments, SSU will present the succinctly titled Soundscape Project (Nov. 21–24), which uses dance, music and recorded sound to explore the inner world and changing seasons within SSU’s various Sonoma County nature preserves.

Over at Santa Rosa Junior College, director John Shillington helms Lisa Loomer’s intensely insightful drama Distracted (Oct. 4–13), about parents coping with their son’s game-changing diagnosis of attention deficit disorder, and their attempts to tame his escalating outrageous behavior. Following it is the epic musical Les Miserables (Nov. 22–Dec. 8), directed by Laura Downing-Lee.

It’s classic time at Kentfield’s College of Marin, where W. Allen Taylor leads students through Tennessee Williams’ primal exploration of emotional frailty and deception, A Streetcar Named Desire (Oct. 4–20), followed by director Lisa Morse’s summery staging of Oscar Wilde’s ever-sunny Importance of Being Earnest (Dec. 6–15).

Whatever your artistic inclination, there’s plenty of action on the college stages of the North Bay this fall. Enough, even, to inspire one to take a break from raking leaves.

Letters to the Editor: October 1, 2013

Permanent Shutdown, Now!

Workers of the world, rejoice! Reactionary elements in the federal government of the U.S.A. empire don’t know it, but they are showing us the way forward for humanity! Let’s take it to the next level! Let’s organize a global business shutdown!

Among the demands for a strike, we should include: (1) keep the federal government shut down; expand the shutdown to all levels of government; (2) use the public power of eminent domain to seize all property and assets of the “1 percent” and reorganize all economic activity under workers’ control; (3) abolish all labor laws which obstruct the basic human right of all workers to full freedom of association and freedom of expression.

Let us hold open public assemblies in all communities worldwide to decide how to dispose of government assets and how to reorganize services.

Most of the more than 800,000 workers employed by the U.S. government are being subjected to what amounts to a lockout by their employer. Workers everywhere must show them solidarity. We can do that, and advance the collective interest of all of us, by permanently throwing the dead weight of the governments of the 1 percent into the dustbin of history.

San Diego

The Weather Is Nice Because
We Feed People

Did you ever wonder why we of this county have such nice, easy weather, surely compared to Denver, Colo., or New Orleans? Why do we have such nice weather year-round? My theory is simple: our county demonstrates feeding the hungry with the Redwood Empire Food Bank, and with many churches donating time, food and material goods for those who have no home, let alone a kitchen.

Our county is blessed with mild weather. Our county is great for seniors. Sonoma County is acting as a poster child for sharing, and having so many healthcare practitioners and facilities. Our great weather is a result of a generous and sharing county setting an example for other counties in California, and the rest of our great and generous nation.

Santa Rosa

An Inspiration

It is truly an honor to have studied with Mark Perlman at SSU (“The History of Thinking,” Sept. 4). His commitment to teaching, passion for painting and dedication to critical discourse made a lasting impact on me as a young student and inspired me to be the artist I am today.

Via online

Who Cares About Beautiful Fields, Anyway?

A grant of tax money from the county is being sought by a citizens group to purchase an eight-acre parcel costing $1.5 million that lies adjacent to downtown Forestville to make it open space, meaning that it can never be built on or developed—ever. It’s a complete waste of your tax money.

I am opposed to the Forestville open space grant for the following reasons:

It eliminates a future tax base that would enable El Molino High and Forestville Elementary to stay in operation. Both are in danger of closing due to declining enrollment.

It’s out of scale for the town; the entire downtown commercial part of Forestville is less in acreage than this proposed “park” would be.

If there is one thing Forestville has plenty of, it’s open space. Why spend your tax money to purchase what is already abundant?

The county already owns a parcel in downtown Forestville right next to the eight acres that is under construction as a park at the entrance to the West County Trail.

Forestville has more park space than the population utilizes: Forestville Youth Park, Steelhead Beach, Riverfront Regional Park, Sunset River Beach Park, Forestville River Access (formerly Mother’s Beach) West County Regional Trail, Wohler Bridge Park.

Forestville


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Long Ball

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“No, we don’t got no gay people on the team. They gotta get up out of here if they do.” The words of 49ers cornerback Chris Culliver during a radio interview last year rightfully prompted media outrage and a stern reprimand from his coach. As a gay man and former NFL cornerback himself, Wade Davis might have some words for Culliver, who is out for the year with a torn ACL (karma?). After retiring, Davis came out and now travels the country speaking out for gay rights. Though the country has yet to see an openly gay athlete in the big four sports (NBA player Jason Collins came out this year, but the free agent hasn’t found a team willing to sign him), advocates like Davis remind us that, like gay marriage, it’s only a matter of time. Davis speaks at the Cooperage at Sonoma State University on Tuesday, Oct. 8. 1801 E. Cotati Ave., Rohnert Park. 7pm. Free. 707.664.2815.

GOURDS!

Food for Thought Sonoma County AIDS Food Bank is staffed by over 600 volunteers who serve 675 people living with HIV/AIDS in Sonoma County. Even with recent improvements in HIV/AIDS treatment, the disease continues to have significant health and economic impacts on patients’ lives. There are approximately 2,000 people in Sonoma County with HIV/AIDS; Food for Thought provides high-quality groceries, fresh produce and nutrition services to them free of charge.

Calabash, in collaboration with the Occidental Art and Ecology Center, is the agency’s annual fundraising celebration of gourds, art and the garden. At the 13th annual benefit guests can enjoy food, wine, a silent auction, live music played on handmade gourd instruments and more—all for a good cause. Calabash gets underway on Sunday, Oct. 6, at Food for Thought. 6550 Railroad Ave., Forestville. 1pm-5pm. $45-$50. 707.887.1647.

Battling Giants

Nobody wants to be the underdog, right?

Not so, says New Yorker staff writer Malcolm Gladwell, whose latest book David and Goliath: Underdogs, Misfits, and the Art of Battling Giants takes on the idea that David was at a disadvantage against Goliath—when in reality he deployed cunning against brute strength—to arrive at a new understanding of success.

The author of The Tipping Point, Blink and Outliers, all bestsellers in their own right, Gladwell has built his success as a writer on his ability to begin at knowledge assumed to be true and turn it on its head. David and Goliath examines the minds of cancer researchers, the battlefields of Vietnam and unsuccessful classrooms, exposing the way we “fundamentally misunderstand the true meaning of advantages and disadvantages.”

With a blend of psychology, business and history acumen, Gladwell posits questions that turn the fabric of life inside out. When is a traumatic childhood a good thing? When does a disability leave someone better off? Consistent and dexterous, Malcolm Gladwell appears on Wednesday, Oct. 9, at Dominican University. 50 Acacia Ave., San Rafael. $35 (includes book). 7pm. 415.485.3202.

Bypass Mayhem

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It was 5:45am, and Will Parrish sat on a thin platform 30 feet above the ground. He was exhausted. His plywood perch rested partway up a piece of drilling equipment called a stitcher, which looks like a narrow cell phone tower jutting a hundred feet into the sky. He’d wanted to climb higher—here, just above the Bobcat arm steadying the metal column, a cherry picker full of armed police could easily bring him down. But climbing even the stitcher’s base had been grueling enough to make him vomit, mostly because of what the longhaired Ukiah resident carried. Along with his platform, he’d shouldered a bucket, three gallons of water, a sleeping bag, a tarp, granola bars, an apple and a can of lentil soup. He planned to stay as long as he could.

Parrish, a reporter for Mendocino’s Anderson Valley Advertiser, was occupying the stitcher to protest a $300 million extension of Highway 101 known as the Willits Bypass. By the time he decided to climb a vertical drill in June of 2013, he’d had been covering Caltrans’ proposed diversion through Little Lake’s wetland for months, his detailed, investigative prose growing harsher and more cynical with every new piece he wrote. He’d narrated the ecological devastation it would cause—filling a wetland, clear-cutting pine groves and drying a seasonal lake.

He’d mapped out the politicians involved, traced their funding, found their regulators and uncovered multiple permit violations. He’d supported a two-month tree sit and watched as 25 squad cars full of armed riot police rolled into the valley to bring three activists down.

By June, bulldozers had arrived, pines were felled, and part of a hill had been scraped away. And Parrish rarely called the state agency by its name in his weekly installments, referring to it more often as Big Orange—each word bitterly capitalized to imply power that couldn’t be checked.

So against a growing background of high-profile journalists who have done the same, Parrish decided to become part of the story he was covering. His resolution to break into a construction site and occupy a stitcher—like Bill McKibben trespassing at Chevron or Glenn Greenwald helping Edward Snowden escape—blurs the ethics of a profession where impartiality has long been the sanctified norm. And it throws what happened eight days later—when Parrish was arrested, charged with 16 misdemeanors and slapped with a maximum of eight years in jail—into two conflicting narratives.

On the one hand, he crossed the sand-line from journalist to activist, knowingly trespassed and expected to be charged. On the other, he’d written about enough lawsuits, conflicting statistics and regulatory breaches to fill a book; he’d begun to feel that mounting a stitcher was the only option left. Like Greenwald and McKibben, he’d started to see direct action as the logical extension of his role.

It was mid-summer, so even at this early hour, the sun hung over the hills. A dense white mist was thinning in the morning brightness, and Parrish could see the arid dirt patch that surrounded him. It looked like the surface of the moon. Months before, it had been a wetland where fissure-thin creeks cut through marshy reeds. Those waterways had been the source of the valley’s name, Little Lake, because every winter they would flood and pool together in silver sheets that reflected the sky.

Now, thanks to the tower where Parrish sat, Little Lake would be just a name. Though resting at the moment, the giant blue column was drilling wick drains deep into the ground, where the synthetic channels pulled water from 80 feet of silt. Acres of them had already been installed, and their white tips poked out of the dug-up wetlands in neat rows, folded over black runners so they looked like hundreds of stitched-up wounds.

Thirty feet up, Parrish waited to see if he’d be taken down.

The Willits Bypass is a response to the bottleneck that occurs on 101 at the town’s southern end. Local cars and semis carting loads up the coast stall in a long, smoggy line at the town entrance, where 101 has historically passed under a welcome sign that glows neon green at night. From there, the freeway becomes Willits’ main street, complete with intersections and crosswalks. The snarl is a problem, a fact that few dispute. It’s dangerous, and because the highway becomes a surface street lined with restaurants and stores, it can’t be widened. Activists generally say they don’t oppose an alternate route—just the six-mile, $300 million, four-lane one that Caltrans chose.

So far, opponents to the project have filed two lawsuits and engaged in multiple direct actions that have resulted in dozens of arrests. Labeling their motivation with the blanket term “environmental” doesn’t go far enough. Certainly ecological concern has been part of it; as Parrish wrote in an AVA article in January titled “The Insanity of the Willits Bypass,” the freeway’s construction will decimate—or, at the very least, displace—a litany of species. It will devour not only wetlands, he writes, “but oak forests, meadows, native plants, native bunchgrasses, Ponderosa pines groves, Oregon ash groves, habitat for northern spotted owls, habitat for coho salmon, habitat for steelhead trout, habitat for tidewater goby, habitat for Western pond turtles, habitat for peregrine falcons, habitat for yellow warblers, habitat for Point Arena mountain beavers, habitat for red tree voles, habitat for California red-legged frogs, habitat for foothill yellow-legged frogs, habitat for Western snowy plovers, habitat for pale big-eared bats and prime farmland.” Most troubling in a region where dwindling coho are sacred, the project’s environmental impact report states that the booms and blasts of pile driving could cause the threatened species’ organs to hemorrhage and explode.

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But this makes the bypass controversy sound like it’s simply about conservation, which it’s not. If it were, Caltrans’ claim that building a freeway around town could cut carbon emissions by reducing stop-and-go traffic might hold more local weight (though Parrish reported that the construction of this mammoth project would generate 380,000 tons of CO2, “about 90 years’ worth of what Caltrans claims to be saving”).

No, the bypass doesn’t threaten only those Mendocino dwellers with wings and gills; it will also massively upend the geography of the Little Lake Valley, which is only about two miles wide and four miles long, and not simply by drying out the wetlands northeast of Willits and aerating the inland region’s namesake; not just by scraping the top off of one hill and even possibly—if parts of the EIR are enacted—exploding a second to use for fill, and not just by leveling pine and oak and ash groves.

No, because the freeway will displace all the plants and animals mentioned above, Caltrans is bound to an enormous mitigation. The state agency has seized roughly 2,000 acres of valley property so it can attempt to move and replant some of the habitats listed—much of it historical cattle ranches and farms. This means that the state agency owns nearly one-third of the valley floor, and is Little Lake’s largest landowner.

In 2012, the Farm Bureau made strange bedfellows with the Sierra Club, Center for Biological Diversity, Willits Environmental Center and Environmental Protection Information Center in a lawsuit against Caltrans, protesting its monolithic seizure (it accepted a settlement in early 2013). With Willits Economic Localization, a thriving Grange—a center of the California Grange revival—and dozens of generational farms, Little Lake valley is a hub of transitional, back-to-the-land philosophy and subsistence agriculture.

For a transportation agency to not only fill the valley’s wetlands but to take away its food production land en masse for a freeway is beyond symbolic, and cuts deeply into regional identity. Amanda Senseman, the 24-year-old who first climbed a Ponderosa pine in January to protest under the title “Warbler” wasn’t a zero-sum conservationist—she was a farmer. When I interviewed her in August, she compared the bypass to another monstrosity that has as much to do with rural land rights as it does ecology.

“This is our Keystone XL,” she said.

While protesters blocked Caltrans in March, State Sen. Noreen Evans sent a letter to the state agency’s director Michael Dougherty about the bypass.

“[A]s facts about the selected project become more widely known, opposition is mounting,” she wrote. “It is disconcerting when, after all these years, many ranchers, farmers, local business, environmental groups and ordinary citizens agree that the Willits Bypass as it is presently conceived should not be built.”

Her letter went on to question why the state transportation agency seemed to be putting fourth only two options: a four-lane bypass through the wetlands or nothing? Why not a cheaper two-lane freeway? After all, building those two extra lanes would cost another $80 million. Why not convert a surface street into a separate arterial for vehicles passing through?

Dougherty’s answer was polite but firm. No other alternative was possible, he explained, due to an interlocking chain of funding and design standards. Only a six-mile, four-lane diversion would work because only it could provide uninterrupted traffic flow, not just at the project’s completion, but 20 years in the future. If the project did not accomplish this, it would be considered “functionally obsolete,” which was not permitted by Caltrans regulator, the Federal Highway Administration (FHWA).

Evans backed off, but Willits residents did not. Just as the perception of regulatory collapse was causing Parrish to move toward action, it was also driving a handful of activists toward investigation. Local engineer Richard Estabrook wondered what the vague-sounding term “functionally obsolete” meant, so he turned to Caltrans encyclopedic EIR. It referred, he found, to the highway’s “Level of Service” or “LOS,” a term measuring traffic flow. Flying down 101 near Cloverdale at 2am would be LOS A, while sitting stalled on 580 behind a collision for hours would be LOS F. The marker that had been decided for the bypass was LOS C.

In April, Estabrook sent a Freedom of Information Act Request to the FHWA to substantiate whether federal funding for the bypass did, in fact, rest on its Level of Service of designation. In May, he received the following reply:

“LOS is not determinative of the eligibility for projects for Federal-aid funding, given that local conditions may limit the ability of a particular project to achieve a given LOS.”

In other words, no.

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“For years, Caltrans has claimed the reason they have to have a four-lane [bypass] is because Federal Highways said so,” Estabrook says. “It was a powerful statement, and it was completely false. There was no merit to it, nothing to support it.

“This is an agency that does whatever it wants without any regulation,” he adds. “It’s completely out of control.”

Caltrans representative Phil Frisbie Jr. says it’s not that simple. While the FHWA doesn’t bind each project to a particular Level of Service, it does bind state and local agencies to figure out the most efficient throughway for a given area, and to work with that. And though that’s a bit less direct than the answer given to Evans, a trail of planning documents does back it up. Somewhat.

The original LOS concept can be traced back to a regional transportation plan, which states that traffic flow in Mendocino County should have a baseline of LOS D, not C. The man who wrote this local plan is Phil Dow, the head of the Mendocino Council of Governments.

“It means we don’t want traffic to get any worse than that,” Dow says, contesting opponents’ point that this further exemplifies mislabeling of facts.

Dow and Frisbie Jr. both call the project’s opponents a vocal minority. Both point to the fact that Caltrans has planned a bypass for Willits since the 1950s, and an EIR—with an extensive public process—was certified in 2006. And Frisbie Jr. paints a picture of near-unanimous support for the four-lane freeway before construction began. He recalls a Caltrans open house in 2007, where, he says 210 people showed up and only two voiced any opposition at all. But public comments in the EIR show a community that’s much more deeply divided, split nearly down the middle between desire for a freeway and desire for a throughway less expensive and ruinous than the one proposed.

More recently, a board of supervisors meeting on March 26 featured hours of public comment. Fifty-nine speakers voiced opposition to the bypass. Only one, Phil Dow, spoke up to defend it.

In the pages of the rabblerousing AVA, meanwhile, Parrish was connecting a constellation of dots.

A large portion of the project’s funding—$136 million—comes from California’s Proposition 1B, which was passed by voters in 2006 to relieve congested streets. But in 2007, the $177 million that had been favored for Willits by the California Transportation Commission was pulled to use for more urban areas across the state; the reason given was that Willits, with a population of roughly 5,000, was just too small to justify that much in funding. Planners scrambled for alternatives and came up with some less expensive options, including a two-lane bypass. A county supervisor, John Pinches, was quoted in the Ukiah Daily Journal at the time saying that although it wasn’t the “Cadillac” freeway everyone wanted, it would relieve congestion.

The difference between 2007 and 2013, Parrish reported, was Congressman Mike Thompson, who until redistricting took effect in January 2013 represented the region. Thompson, backed heavily by Building Trades Union campaign money, announced in a 2011 press release: “Bringing the Willits Bypass to completion is a top priority.”

To Parrish, the bypass exemplified a system bound to endless, senseless growth—motivated at its financial core to lay concrete, create jobs and pave the last green expanses of the American West. In the IWW-stamped pages of the AVA, his writing utilizes a sharp, macroscopic lens to show regional events in their global context. This was no different. “The Insanity of the Willits Bypass” winds a snaking narrative through history and philosophy, touching on the “freeway construction craze” of the Eisenhower administration, the mass suburbanization that ensued and its terrifying consequences.

“Caltrans is a powerful bureaucracy,” he tells me when we speak. “Its bias is toward building the biggest, most expensive project it can.”

Dow, mired in planning details for the freeway for decades, says accusations like this are downright conspiratorial.

“They come up with all these bits and pieces like ‘Level of Service’ that are technical and they don’t understand,” Dow says of the project’s vocal opponents. “They can think whatever they want. It was all done out in the open.”

But a look at the bypass’ core numbers does reveal a project bound to outdated figures—figures that rely on unsubstantiated growth. In the late ’90s, Caltrans projected steady upticks for traffic in California’s northern counties, and used them to plan for the bypass. And yet, Estabrook points out, there’s little to support this. The populations of Mendocino and Humboldt counties have grown very little since this data was gathered—0.3 percent and 0.5 percent per year, respectively—and Willits’ population has actually declined. Meanwhile, traffic counts from Caltrans show that interregional traffic passing through Willits has either stayed flat or declined in the last 10 years.

According to a study recorded in 2000, roughly 70 percent of the traffic clogging 101 at Willits’ entrance is locally bound. The bypass will funnel some traffic off the street at its entrance south of this existing bottleneck, but much of it will remain. ABC’s KGO-TV did an in-depth report on this in August, viewing Caltrans traffic cams north of Willits to assess the number of cars traveling through, up the coast. The news team watched the cams for two months. Consistently, they showed cars and trucks speeding by on an almost empty road.

In a farcical twist, Redwood Valley resident Julia Frech in July started searching for similar bypass propositions around the state. She found one four-lane diversion in the planning stages for Hinkley, the tiny town west of Barstow made famous by the movie Erin Brockovich. Caltrans projects a high growth rate for the region—which includes the surrounding county—and cites safety factors and delays associated with California State Route-58 passing through town.

But the groundwater in Hinkley is contaminated with chromium-6—a plume of toxic, cancerous waste dumped by PG&E spreading two and half miles wide. As part of a settlement, PG&E is buying the homes of residents who wish to leave. KQED’s California Report visited the two-street town earlier this year. Homes were boarded up, lawns were dead, and, due to the mass exodus, the local school was about to close.

And yet a $100 million bypass is planned. Soon cars will fly down a four-lane freeway through the flat yellow desert, and Hinkley will be gone.

Parrish has a long history of advocacy journalism, but his work with the bypass blends the two more directly than ever before—covering his wick drain sit in the paper and advocating for the facts he covered weekly. He’s aware that his actions may have harmed his credibility.

“For some people, I’ve crossed a line and they have less respect for my written word,” he says. “But when regulatory, electoral politics fail and special interests control politicians and you have all these alliances that have been dramatically at play with the bypass, then the system isn’t going to do the sane or reasonable thing. Then direct action is the only sane or reasonable thing to do. In this case, writing isn’t enough.”

So he did this instead: scaled a giant blue tower, hung a banner, drank some water, ate granola bars, retreated into a sleeping bag when it rained and fasted when his supplies ran low. All menial tasks, but as he would later write in the AVA, they were satisfying. Because of him, only one drill could be used. The valley was being stitched with half as many drains.

When he was finally brought down after 11 days, he was charged with 16 misdemeanors. He requested a juried trial, to start in November. His maximum sentence is eight years.

Still, he hasn’t given up. His strategy is bombastic and radical as his prose, putting himself at the center of conflict once again.

“I want to use the trial as a way to bring more scrutiny to the project,” he says of Caltrans. “I want to be allowed to present evidence against them in court.”

Lost in Space

It’s sometimes said of Steven Spielberg that he was the first director to compose without the thought of a proscenium arch. The exciting new film Gravity, by Alfonso Cuarón, seems like the first film composed without thought of the walls or ceiling. It’s clear that you’re watching a classic—lavish with effects, and yet brutally economical.

Gravity begins far above earth, with some studious blandness; George Clooney’s crumbly, comforting voice droning happily as two assistants repair the Hubble telescope. While he’s sweetening up the physician Dr. Ryan Stone (Sandra Bullock), a news flash: an unmanned Russian rocket has hit a satellite, knocking out communications. Like the first pieces of falling scree indicating the avalanche to come, a spray of debris comes toward them very fast. Very shortly—the film unfolds in real time, in 90 blessed minutes—the survivors are floating without a ride home and little oxygen.

It’s frightening, this gradual building of trouble: the scrabbling at tools that have a mind of their own, with the sausage-fingered gloves of a space suit; the problem of trying to do something gymnastic when pulled in the wrong direction and while wearing a slippery, too-fragile suit. And then there’s the minor problem of reading a control panel written in Mandarin. What we see is solidly, masterfully composed, not the aimless whirling of hyperfast cutting. There always seems to be an axle on Cuarón’s spinning wheel.

We see what infinity looks like—we see into it, straight through the skull of a martyred astronaut—so the mention of prayer to appease this horrible void seems particularly weak. Bullock—with her floating, beautifully made frame, graceful yet gawky—has a line about how “No one ever taught me to pray.” Her character is from a small Illinois town, too—where do you hide from people trying to teach you just that?

But all that second-guessing comes later. Most viewers will be too busy kissing the ground when it’s over.

‘Gravity’ opens in wide release on Friday, Oct. 4.

New Addition for Sonoma Mountain Ridge Trail

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Hikers rejoice—the addition of new open space and trails for 2013 isn’t over yet. The Sonoma County Agricultural Preservation and Open Space District announced today the addition of 1.3 miles of trail to the Sonoma Mountain Ridge Trail, making it accessible from Jack London State Park. The trail will likely be open by late spring or early summer, 2014, says Sheri Emerson of the Open Space District.

The new trail will be about seven miles northwest of Sonoma and features beautiful views of the valley. It will likely be maintained by the nonprofit Valley of the Moon Natural History Association, which also operates Jack London State Park.

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Lost in Space

It's sometimes said of Steven Spielberg that he was the first director to compose without the thought of a proscenium arch. The exciting new film Gravity, by Alfonso Cuarón, seems like the first film composed without thought of the walls or ceiling. It's clear that you're watching a classic—lavish with effects, and yet brutally economical. Gravity begins far above earth,...

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