Warren Wonka Auctioning Off Tour of See’s Candy Factory

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I’ve always thought the Willy Wonka scenario, where an eccentric candy maker holds a contest to win a tour of his mysterious factory and a lifetime supply of its beloved chocolate by issuing golden tickets in five random chocolate bars around the world, was a genius idea. Even seeing it for the first time as a child, I asked my parents if it was real because if so, I wanted to go buy that chocolate. Well, if someone’s willing to give me about $75,000, I could actually come close to that dream.

The auction for a tour of the See’s Candy factory in South San Francisco (with unlimited tasting) is currently bid up to $40,000, though it’s estimated value is $75,000. That’s a lotta chocolate, but the exorbitant price is really for the tour. You see, See’s is like Wonka’s chocolate factory: noooobody ever goes in. And nobody ever comes out. Well, I’m sure the employees do, and probably other relevant people, but not the general public. Though if I worked there I might just set up a little cot next to the dark truffle station at night and never come out.

The tour is for up to four people and includes a meet-and-greet with Warren Buffet. Buffet, probably the smartest investor on the planet, bought See’s for $25 million in 1972. In 2011, it made $376 million, and $83 million of that was pure profit. He won’t be leading the tour, though. The guy doesn’t make the chocolate, he just makes the money from it. He will, however, show the proper way to eat a Bon-Bon, which will make for a great story to tell at every food event ever. “You had dinner with the Dalai Lama? That’s cool, but let me tell you about how Warren Buffet showed me how to eat a Bon-Bon…”

This is a great idea, but here’s an even better one: just copy the Willy Wonka scenario. Mr. Buffet, I promise you will sell SO MUCH candy that it will be worth leading the tour yourself. Just don’t make it about finding a young boy to take over your candy factory, and refrain from taking a crazy flying elevator out through the glass ceiling and flying around town (insurance, as you know, would be a nightmare for this). All I’m asking is to be the official media correspondent for this tour. I’ll need a photographer as well, but I’ve already got one lined up. We most graciously accept your offer in advance. You have my contact info. Let’s make it happen.

Blueprint for a Bard

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It’s one of the most influential plays in the English language, yet no one ever produces it. It clearly inspired the styles of Marlowe, Jonson and Shakespeare. Still, few audiences have heard of it.

What do people have against Thomas Kyd’s The Spanish Tragedy? Is it dense, archaic, stilted, boring? Not a bit. Known to the Elizabethans by its awesome subtitle, Hieronomo Is Mad Again, Kyd’s action-packed blockbuster—all the rage of London when young Shakespeare first arrived in town—includes a vengeful ghost, two different Iago-like characters, a mad woman tossing flowers on the stage, a central character who might be a lunatic but who is probably just pretending, a plot-advancing play within a play and a last-minute bloodbath in which many, many people die in quick succession.

Clearly, a certain beloved playwright was paying attention.

The Spanish Tragedy, presented through Aug. 11 by the Marin Shakespeare Company, is so over-the-top, so frequently moving and stirring, we not only see why Shakespeare wanted to steal as much as he could from it but we have to wonder why theaters stopped producing a play that is such an obvious, crowd-pleasing hoot.

At the outdoor Forest Meadows Amphitheater on the Dominican University campus in San Rafael, director Lesley Currier has staged a highly entertaining, if somewhat tonally uneven, production of Kyd’s neglected masterpiece.

Actor Julian Lopez-Morillas is stunning as Hieronomo, the fair-minded Spanish judge whose grief over the murder of his son turns to bloody vengeance when he teams up with the spirited Bellimperia (an excellent Elena Wright), the woman his dead son had planned to marry. Together, the gruesome twosome cook up a dramatic plot that’s brutal to the point of absurdity—and, in this, almost postmodern.

The whole story is packed with action, comedy, twists and turns and touching moments of real beauty, not to mention all the hangings, shootings, stabbings, impalings and throat-cuttings, which Currier stages with wit, grace and a sharp attention to detail.

The cast is all over the map. Some, like Wright, Lopez-Morillas, and Scott Coopwood as Bellimperia’s watchful yet oblivious father, the Duke of Castille, all give grounded performances. Others—primarily a rabid Dashiell Hillman as the villainous Lorenzo—are distracting, adopting the amped-up overacting and shameless mugging that has often marred Marin Shakespeare’s productions in the past.

Still, Currier keeps it all from going off the rails, blending Kyd’s thrills, shocks, laughter and pathos into one amazing must-see show.

Rating (out of 5): ★★★★

Water Wars

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Pat McPherson rattles off facts about his town water system as easily as some people cite baseball stats. He knows that two companies—one public, one private—maintain pipes and treat water in his inland Southern California community. He knows where the border lies.

“You could live in the city of Ojai, and on one side of the street your water bill is $150 and on the other side it’s $650,” he says.

The private company issuing the higher bill is called Golden State Water, and it’s structured and regulated much like Cal Water, which serves remote parts of Sonoma and Marin and was the focus of a recent Bohemian cover story (“Wrung Dry,” May 29). It’s similar in another way, too: ratepayers complain of costs so steep they’re killing the town.

“We saw that the city could actually disappear,” McPherson says. After all, shops, restaurants and other players in the town’s tourist industry depend on water, and sky-high utility rates threaten their very existence. According to McPherson, even the school district is currently shelling out as much as $65,000 a year on what has come to be a precious and costly resource.

In May, we examined how rates often skyrocket in small towns served by investor-owned water utilities—many of them remote areas with high poverty rates. Marysville in Yuba County, for example, has a poverty rate of almost 26 percent; residents pay between $80 and $350 a month for water, according to resident Connie Walczak, and the town faces a possible rate hike of nearly 50 percent.

Unlike energy utilities, those providing water can’t spread the cost of service across a vast, statewide base. Per California’s regulating Public Utilities Commission (PUC), each community pays for its own cost of treatment and service, which means that a town of roughly 200, like Dillon Beach in Marin, can get strapped with exponentially more dollars per household than a district with thousands—or hundreds of thousands—of hookups. Dillon Beach residents compensate any way they can: showering once a week, abandoning gardens and buying only dark clothing, so they can wash it less.

But with fees leaving small districts for Cal Water’s headquarters—where the CEO drove an $85,000 car, board members were paid thousands per meeting and rate increases were requested to pay the salasries of employees who then weren’t even hired—some ratepayers we met in May felt their steep fees were unjust. In Lake County’s Lucerne, especially, a group was pushing to oust the private company entirely. A group of citizens in Marysville have filed a formal complaint with the PUC, and the town may be heading toward localization as well.

But is it possible to overthrow your water company?

McPherson is part of Ojai FLOW (Friends of Locally Owned Water), an organization also trying to reclaim its city water infrastructure. This would require eminent domain and 66 percent of the town vote, and it sounds like an underdog story too optimistic to exist off-screen: a city of just over 7,000 vs. a water company serving roughly 250,000. You do the math.

But it has been done. What’s more, according to a man whose town actually did declare independence from the company running its pipes, the smaller the community, the better.

Felton is a town of roughly 4,000 that sits along winding, redwood-lined Highway 9 east of Santa Cruz. It resembles Guerneville. Rustic cabins sit atop long bumpy driveways and line the San Lorenzo River on stilts. It’s not the kind of place you’d expect a door-to-door petition to succeed.

But it did, and according to Jim Graham, spokesperson for Felton FLOW, the reason was both simple and surprising: people knew their neighbors.

Graham says that the effort to oust California American Water, another investor-owned utility regulated by the PUC, began when the company requested a 78 percent rate increase in 2003. He estimates that bills were already twice the amount paid to the nearby public utility, San Lorenzo Valley Water District (SLVWD). So a group of ratepayers gathered at the small downtown fire district, discussing how they could take back their water—which runs cold and free through the misty state parks surrounding the town. They decided to go door-to-door.

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“We walked the community three different times,” he says.

First they rang doorbells and told homeowners about the rate increase. After that, they calculated what it would cost to fund a bond measure with local property taxes and sue for eminent domain. They estimated $11 million, which worked out to about $60 a month per homeowner. Then the group printed their calculations on a flier and took it door-to-door.

Once everyone was aware of the tax increase, Graham put his background in PR to work. Walkers climbed porches again, this time collecting only the names of those who were in favor of the bond measure.

“We looked for anyone who was influential—business families, prominent families,” he recalls. “We asked them if they’d be willing to put their names on another flier.”

Because it’s such a small town, and so many people know each other, that strategy worked well. Graham recalls that when activists broadcast the third flier with 300 family names on it, homeowners scanned the list for names they knew. After the third walkthrough, a majority of the town voted to do something extraordinary—give themselves a $600-a-year property tax hike to buy their pipes.

But the water company fought back.

Nearly 10 years later, Evan Jacobs with California American Water says Felton’s water infrastructure, though locally owned, will continue to have costly maintenance issues. The reason: many of the pipes serving the mountain town were laid in the late 1800s.

“They are not saving money,” he says, referring to a rate hike of 53 percent proposed by San Lorenzo Valley Water District, the local company that took over Felton’s water, earlier this year.

“Now they’re paying the acquisition cost and facing another cost because of infrastructure,” he says.

According to Graham—and confirmed by current SLVWD manager James Mueller—the water-treatment facility was in need of major upgrades when the local company seized it.

“Specifically, there were leaks that had been reported as leaks by consumers for years and were not identified,” Mueller says.

Jacobs doesn’t contest this, but points to the age of the infrastructure, coupled with Felton’s remote wooded terrain.

“There are a lot of steep hillsides and redwood trees, which love to wrap their roots around water pipes and crack them,” he says. Cal American’s rate increase was partially proposed to fix one of the two main water lines feeding the treatment plant, he explains.

Aging infrastructure is a common problem facing small rural towns served by private water companies, Jacobs says. Without public subsidies, private companies are forced to charge the actual cost of maintaining these crumbling systems.

So, according to Jacobs, Cal American tried to inform the Felton group that their local bid wouldn’t really save any money in the long run.

But according to Graham, it was more than that—an aggressive PR strategy that included deceptive websites, astroturf groups and push polls. Graham paints it as a costly example of the company ignoring what its ratepayers obviously wanted—to break free.

In a confidential PR plan, shared with the Bohemian by Felton FLOW, Cal American states: “Our strategy is to make the road a rocky one for proponents.”

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The document reads like a political campaign, outlining intentions of “making this an unpleasant experience” for the incumbent county supervisor and convincing at least one-third of the voters that localization “is a bad idea for them.”

Jacobs confirmed that the document, sent to him via email, was real.

“We wanted to show that local takeover would result in an additional tax burden for customers,” he says.

The packet contains a letter drafted for Felton homeowners. The San Lorenzo Valley Chamber of Commerce is cited, in large bold letters at the top.

“Outside organizers want to put another tax on Felton residents,” it reads, adding further down that “[t]his tax won’t pay for better schools, fire protection or police. This tax doesn’t improve anything.”

At the bottom of the letter, in miniscule font, is printed: “This letter was made possible through a grant from California American Water.”

“The water companies play dirty,” Graham says, adding later that the worst part was the push polling.

Jacobs denies that the poll, attached to the document, is in fact a push poll. A subtle form of smear campaigning, push polls begin with open-ended questions and then proceed to questions designed to slur. Negative statements that aren’t necessarily true—e.g., “If you knew so-and-so was engaged in money laundering, would you be more or less likely to vote for him/her?”—are masked as simple information gathering.

“You can decide if you think it’s a push poll,” Jacobs says.

Performed by Voter Consumer Research—which, according to the Los Angeles Times, conducted polls for the 2000 Bush campaign—it starts out with a bland question: “Do you believe things in Felton are going in the right direction, or have they gotten off on the wrong track?” It then, subtly, gets into water, asking speakers to rate California American Water as one of many “people or organizations in the news,” along with state senators and local politicians. Quickly it becomes more specific, asking about rates and local water control. While the questions do represent both sides, questions about local takeover certainly don’t have the rosiest tone. “Still other people believe . . . [l]ocal water should be under public control even at a cost of thousands of dollars in new taxes per household,” it reads.

Important to Graham at the time was how much ratepayer money funded Cal American’s campaign.

“I don’t know how much it cost, but it was not ratepayer money,” Jacobs says. He adds that the campaign was funded by shareholder money, which doesn’t come from rate increases and isn’t overseen by the public PUC.

Archives from a Tennessee newspaper in 1999 report that similar PR battles—between Cal American’s sister Tennessee American and local takeover efforts in Chattanooga and Peoria, Ill.—cost the company $4.9 million, with the majority spent on Chattanooga.

“We didn’t even spend $300,000 in the last mayoral campaign,” a woman is quoted as saying about the fight.

During that campaign, local takeover efforts failed.

Meanwhile, back in Lake County’s Lucerne, policemen patrol water meetings for crowd control, business owners talk about paying $800 a month and picketers line streets with signs that read: “Bring our water down or get out of town!!”

Craig Bach, the president of Lucerne FLOW, says there are some unique challenges facing the town—where almost 40 percent of the population lives below the federal poverty rate.

“People who have trouble putting food on the table don’t have time to organize,” he says, adding, “There are a lot of seniors here living on $800 a month or less.”

The 66-year-old, who still works as an electrical contractor, says the person doing PR for Lucerne FLOW has passed away, and that it’s simply hard to amass the support needed to fuel a local movement with so few people in town.

But he’s not hopeless. He has an appointment to speak at the local Democratic meeting, and he continues to reach out to politicians.

“I don’t have any immediate answers,” he says.

Still, according to Jim Graham, ratepayers—even in small districts—can take control of their water.

“The towns that are most successful are the small towns,” he says. “If you’re in a big town, the water company can print newspaper ads and buy time on NPR, they can send you slick fliers, but they can’t go door-to-door. We had so few people that everyone knew everyone else. Small communities can create a united front.”

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AREAS OF SERVICE

Is your water utility privately owned? In some remote areas, water service is supplied by privately owned companies. If your water company is on this list, chances are your bill is higher than households on municipal utilities.

California Water Service (Cal Water)

Dillon Beach

Parts of Guerneville

Parts of Santa Rosa

Parts of Duncans Mills

Lucerne

California American Water Service (Cal American Water)

Larkfield/Wikiup

Golden State Water

Clearlake

Here They Come

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In Jewish mythology, the golem is an unstoppable creature made from inanimate materials, brought to life to protect its creator from certain targets. In American warfare, a drone is an unstoppable plane controlled remotely to protect its creator from certain targets.

The parallels between the two intrigued Sonoma County artist Todd Barricklow so much that he started making what he calls GolemDrones, 37-inch clay sculptures that resemble marionettes.

“The myth concludes with the golem vanquishing the enemy,” he says, “but he also falls in love with a woman, becomes jealous, kills some of his own people, and eventually has to be stopped.”

Barricklow has been working for two years on the little beasties, which look like something from the Saw movie franchise rather than the Department of Defense. So far, 30 of the 100 planned GolemDrones have been completed. Barricklow had the idea in part to deter crime on his street, and “we have not had any recent bike thefts or auto break-ins since I made the GolemDrone of thieves,” he says.

When the United States “lost” a drone and the Iranian government claimed to have stolen it, Barricklow thought immediately of the Jewish myth. “I began rethinking the promise of the drones,” he says ominously. “They are unstoppable, they are defense-only and could never be used against us.” See the GolemDrones Aug. 3–31 at Gallery 300. 300 South A St., Santa Rosa. Opening reception, Aug. 3, 6–9pm. 707.332.1212.

History Writ Large

Margarethe von Trotta’s Hannah Arendt is the only film you’ll see this summer with the noted philosopher-historian playing “truth or dare” billiards, in a story representing a rare revisiting—in the movies, anyway—of the Eichmann trial. This, even though the war criminal’s glass booth haunts our epics: Dr. Lecter, Magneto, Loki, Silva and the rest.

The film follows a turning point in the career of Arendt (Barbara Sukowa), who traveled at The New Yorker‘s behest to observe the trial of Adolph Eichmann in Jerusalem in 1961. Arendt was a German who fled her native country with her husband in 1933. She claimed she had never even seen a Nazi in the flesh, which is not quite true, since she was taught by one: her mentor, and perhaps lover, Martin Heidegger (played by Klaus Pohl).

Not to steal the thunder of her book Eichmann in Jerusalem, but Arendt’s breakthrough was deducing that even if the SS lieutenant-colonel was the living representative of a nightmare, he was also a consummate bureaucrat. As with today’s war criminals, Eichmann used passive sentences: the slippery “one” when describing how he conducted his obscene duties.

The mirror of this bland monster is a humane, lovable brave woman of middle age, facing the pressure from middle-brow New Yorkers to cast Eichmann’s life as a study of evil in the realm of good—and also to turn her back on the shame of Jewish collaboration with the Nazis. Sukowa’s inner strength as an actress mostly conquers the problem of a biopic about a person who vegetates on sofas, smokes cigarettes and stares at the ceiling. The script may have carved up too much history to chew, though; there are numerous “As you know, Bob”–isms to keep the viewer up to speed in ’60s politics, as well as unfortunate scene-changing lines: “Israel has aged faster than you, my little Hannah.”

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Santa Rosa’s Community Media Center may see a second life yet. In March, Santa Rosa’s city council reversed a threat to shut down the community resource, which produces such television programming as Women’s Spaces, Eat the Fish and Galactic Messenger, and gave the center a six-month stay with a stern directive to become more relevant, sustaining and innovative.

Enter Daedalus Howell, who as new executive director has rebranded the center as CMedia and introduced drastic changes expected to satisfy the city. “My first mandate was to figure out a way to create revenue,” Howell explains, “so that we could be a little more autonomous from the city and proceed operating with or without them.”

To that end, CMedia will solicit sponsorships from local businesses, not unlike sponsorships seen on KQED or KRCB, Howell says. Video content for the businesses will be created in-house and broadcast on one of the four CMedia channels—likely Channel 30, being reimagined as a Sonoma County arts and lifestyle channel. Howell calls it a “Trappist monk” model, referencing the monks who make beer and other goods and sell it to support their spiritual practice: “We’re in our brewing-the-beer phase, creating a more obvious commercial endeavor.”

Howell has also reorganized the staff, reached out to area schools and met with the city to check the center’s plans with city staff’s expectations. As for interest from the Sonoma County Museum, KRCB, the Community Foundation and the Sonoma County Arts Council to run the center? “They’ve all retracted,” says Howell.

Howell has written for the Sonoma Index-Tribune, Sonoma magazine and the San Francisco Chronicle—and, in the North Bay Bohemian, helmed a column on the changes in digital media. The city council plans to discuss the center’s contract at its Aug. 27 meeting.

Macho Taco, Man

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Growing up, taco night was one of the best nights of the week. It was like eating Legos; Mom simply put the components on the table and we went at it, making our own hard-shelled, handheld delights. She used frozen ground beef, taco seasoning packets, pre-formed hard shells from a box, shredded iceberg lettuce, brand-name salsa, sour cream and some fresh produce. They were more akin to a Taco Hell menu item than anything authentically Mexican.

But by using local ingredients, taco night still remains a favorite, albeit vastly different in execution. Carnitas simmered all day in a crock pot, salsa made by hand with Parson’s tomatoes and onions from Ortiz farms and tortillas made fresh by La Tortilla Factory make taco night Slow Food–approved. It’s quite easy to consume 10 of these tacos and not even loosen the belt.

At home, tortillas can be steamed over the shredded carnitas crisping up in a hot pan. As if carnitas weren’t enough to on its own to induce a flavorgasm, wrap it with fresh tortillas steamed with pork juice and top it with fresh salsa with the best tomatoes this side of Jupiter, just now starting to ripen on backyard plants. It’s truly an otherworldy experience.

Burning Urgency

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Let’s face it, climate change is here. Hurricanes and heat waves appear with frightening regularity on the news, and most analysts now acknowledge that burning carbon-based fuels is the root cause. Yet we are a bit protected here in Sonoma County. With our temperate climate and distance from the dirty work of mining, we don’t feel the same immediacy as elsewhere.

Unfortunately, that doesn’t let us off the hook. Fracking, an environmental nightmare with minimal regulation, uses deep drilling and toxic chemicals to unlock the oil and natural gas deep within the earth. Recent developments in this technology have allowed access to an estimated 15 billion barrels of shale oil under Monterey County. These huge potential profits have spurred energy companies and local governments to plan a massive expansion of its use just south of San Francisco.

Processing of the Alberta Tar Sands, oil sludge from Northern Canada which is the impetus for the controversial Keystone XL pipeline, already occurs in the Bay Area at Chevron in Richmond. This plant poses significant risks to local residents, as the fire on Aug. 6, 2012, demonstrated. In addition, the explosion of an oil transport train in Quebec didn’t deter Valero from requesting to bring in 100 rail cars a day of the stuff for processing in Benicia.

Can we lower our local carbon footprint? Sonoma County boasts a rising tide of electric vehicles; the SMART rail project is making mass transit a viable option; Sonoma Clean Power opens the door to greener energy production. These advances are the result of good leadership and an informed public.

We must get more deeply involved. Most climate scientists agree that extracting and burning carbon-based fuels may help local economies, but it will send our weather patterns into further turmoil. For our long-term survival, coal, petroleum and natural gas need to stay in the ground.

Come to the rally and march to the Chevron refinery in Richmond on Aug. 3, marking the one-year anniversary of last year’s Chevron fire, which aims to mobilize for a sustainable energy future. For more info, see www.350bayarea.org.

Gary Pace is a Sebastopol-based physician.

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Letters to the Editor: July 31, 2013

Hooray for Porn!

In his letter in the July 17 Bohemian, Nick Stewart cites pornography as a source of violence against women. The last I knew, this popular belief was not supported by the research—quite the contrary.

A subject like pornography attracts lots of crappy, biased research that gets publicized, but when scientists separate out the bogus studies and review the properly designed ones, they find no support for any link between pornography and sex crimes. See the “Report of the Commission on Obscenity and Pornography” (1970) and Dr. Edna Einsiedel’s overview of the research (1986). The National Research Council’s Panel on Understanding and Preventing Violence (1993) wrote: “Studies of individual sex offenders have found no link between their offenses and their use of pornography; if anything, they do not appear to use pornography as much as the average male.” UCLA’s Larry Baron (1990) found a positive correlation between sales of sexually explicit material in a community and gender equality.

Worldwide, when pornography is legalized or becomes more available or more explicit, sexual assaults don’t increase—in fact, they usually decrease. For instance, Denmark’s legalization of hardcore pornography in 1965 was followed by large decreases in all types of sexual assault. So, ironically, restrictions on pornography likely result in more sexual violence, not less.

Santa Rosa

Marching on Chevron

All across America, people are getting very serious about addressing climate chaos, a disastrous problem we have brought upon ourselves. We are clear about what has caused the problem: predominantly, the burning of fossil fuels.

We are clear about the solutions we must adopt to address the problem and secure a good future. We must rapidly transition from fossil fuels to clean, renewable energy. We must leave the dirtiest of fossil fuels in the ground. This is an effort we can make in our personal, political and economic lives.

Next week, there is something you can do to help. On Aug. 3, people will march to the Chevron Refinery in Richmond, demanding the changes we need. This event has incredible potential to bring together thousands on the doorstep of the largest climate polluter in the state, and to build the movement to stop climate chaos. Please join in to help create the biggest rally on the West Coast this year and to make a large impact on our public discourse.

Contact joinsummerheat.org for more information on how to join in.

Sebastopol

Where Is Carrillo?

On a day when his fellow supervisors spent 10 minutes chastising his behavior in a public meeting, Efren Carrillo was somewhere, anywhere, we-don’t-know-where, in “rehab.” Meanwhile, no further facts have come to light that make his attempt to break into a woman’s bedroom at 3 in the morning any more explainable, other than the actions of a disturbed individual who is unfit to serve. Why has he issued no further statement about what happened that night?

It’s time for Carrillo to either speak up or step down.

Santa Rosa

Screams for Help

I have a few more questions I’d like to ask George Zimmerman, his supporters and the jury that acquitted him.

First, why would a man carrying a gun need to scream “Help! Help! Somebody please help me!” when being attacked by an unarmed person? Wouldn’t the man with a gun just shoot the attacker? Doesn’t it make more sense that an unarmed person confronted by a man with a gun would be the one screaming “Help!”?

Second, why is an unarmed person confronted by a man with a gun not allowed to protect himself by any means necessary, while a man with a gun is allowed to shoot and kill an unarmed person whose only crime is trying to protect himself?

Think about it, Zimmerman supporters. Think long and hard.

Santa Rosa

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Sequoia Grove

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Judging from its limited range along the California coast, you might conclude that Sequoia sempervirens is as finicky about terroir as Pinot Noir. But redwoods seem to grow well enough in the flat, warm middle of Napa Valley, where a healthy looking group of trees shades the very barn where Jim Allen started barreling down Cabernet wine in 1979.

In the 1980s, Sequoia Grove was the place to go for hot new Napa Cabs. It was a golden age. And then there was a fall. Well, not a fall, exactly—but, says Michael Trujillo, present and director of winemaking since 2001, “It’s kind of been surpassed by the [air quote] ‘hero brands.'” His challenge, to take Sequoia Grove into a new golden age, is one he clearly enjoys.

Trujillo took a semester off from college to work in Napa, and he’s been here since. It was an amazing time, he says, to be taking classes at UC Davis and then coming back to do his homework with the help of André Tchelistcheff, who consulted at Sequoia Grove.

In 2001, the Kopf family (Kobrand) stepped in to play fairy godmother to the faltering brand. After “a candid conversation” about the brand’s prospects, Trujillo says, he got the tools he needed to step up quality, and hired promising UC Davis grad Molly Hill as winemaker. “In other words, that diamond in the rough is polished and ready to kick some booty,” says Trujillo. Not that they’re competitive—Trujillo says they could make 300 cases of “point-chasing wine,” just to get attention. But that isn’t the point.

Except when it is: Trujillo introduces the 2008 Cambium ($140), a Bordeaux-styled blend, as their “throwing-it-into-the-ring wine” at a recent tasting. “Our running-with-the-big-dogs wine,” affirms Hill. It has nice, toasted-Graham-cracker and allspice detail, with grilled blackberry savor, although the complex Cambium is less “dusty” in the Rutherford way than the 2010 Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon ($38), a chimera with tarry, molasses aromatics, sticky, prune fruit and fine, lifted tannins, reminding me of the last BV Georges de Latour that I tasted—but wouldn’t they like to hear that.

For his 2011 Napa Valley Chardonnay ($28), Trujillo convinced one of his growers to get over his embarrassment at growing ragged-looking clusters of Wente clone Chardonnay. But the reds are the strong suit in this tasting room, which is housed in the original, remodeled barn. Light-filled and rustic like a cabin in the woods, it’s simply laid out and clutter-free. One of the few keepsakes for sale is a tiny peat-potted live sequoia seedling. Expect big things from it.

Sequoia Grove Winery, 8338 St. Helena Hwy., Napa. Daily, 10:30am–5pm. Tasting fee, $15–$30. 707.944.2945.

Warren Wonka Auctioning Off Tour of See’s Candy Factory

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Blueprint for a Bard

It's one of the most influential plays in the English language, yet no one ever produces it. It clearly inspired the styles of Marlowe, Jonson and Shakespeare. Still, few audiences have heard of it. What do people have against Thomas Kyd's The Spanish Tragedy? Is it dense, archaic, stilted, boring? Not a bit. Known to the Elizabethans by its awesome...

Water Wars

Pat McPherson rattles off facts about his town water system as easily as some people cite baseball stats. He knows that two companies—one public, one private—maintain pipes and treat water in his inland Southern California community. He knows where the border lies. "You could live in the city of Ojai, and on one side of the street your water bill...

Here They Come

In Jewish mythology, the golem is an unstoppable creature made from inanimate materials, brought to life to protect its creator from certain targets. In American warfare, a drone is an unstoppable plane controlled remotely to protect its creator from certain targets. The parallels between the two intrigued Sonoma County artist Todd Barricklow so much that he started making what he...

History Writ Large

Margarethe von Trotta's Hannah Arendt is the only film you'll see this summer with the noted philosopher-historian playing "truth or dare" billiards, in a story representing a rare revisiting—in the movies, anyway—of the Eichmann trial. This, even though the war criminal's glass booth haunts our epics: Dr. Lecter, Magneto, Loki, Silva and the rest. The film follows a turning point...

Be Right Back

Santa Rosa's Community Media Center may see a second life yet. In March, Santa Rosa's city council reversed a threat to shut down the community resource, which produces such television programming as Women's Spaces, Eat the Fish and Galactic Messenger, and gave the center a six-month stay with a stern directive to become more relevant, sustaining and innovative. Enter Daedalus...

Macho Taco, Man

Growing up, taco night was one of the best nights of the week. It was like eating Legos; Mom simply put the components on the table and we went at it, making our own hard-shelled, handheld delights. She used frozen ground beef, taco seasoning packets, pre-formed hard shells from a box, shredded iceberg lettuce, brand-name salsa, sour cream and...

Burning Urgency

Let's face it, climate change is here. Hurricanes and heat waves appear with frightening regularity on the news, and most analysts now acknowledge that burning carbon-based fuels is the root cause. Yet we are a bit protected here in Sonoma County. With our temperate climate and distance from the dirty work of mining, we don't feel the same immediacy...

Letters to the Editor: July 31, 2013

Hooray for Porn! In his letter in the July 17 Bohemian, Nick Stewart cites pornography as a source of violence against women. The last I knew, this popular belief was not supported by the research—quite the contrary. A subject like pornography attracts lots of crappy, biased research that gets publicized, but when scientists separate out the bogus studies and review the...

Sequoia Grove

Judging from its limited range along the California coast, you might conclude that Sequoia sempervirens is as finicky about terroir as Pinot Noir. But redwoods seem to grow well enough in the flat, warm middle of Napa Valley, where a healthy looking group of trees shades the very barn where Jim Allen started barreling down Cabernet wine in 1979. In...
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