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I’ve been hearing a lot about “raw milk” lately. It’s an idea that I was aware of in the peripherals of the world at large, but not one that I ever bothered to explore. Why? Because I learned about Louis Pasteur when I was in second grade and the idea that “Pasteurization is good, we should keep doing that” quickly found a place in my worldview.

No story I’ve heard since then has changed my mind.

What is “raw milk”?

Raw milk is milk that has not been pasteurized (heated up to kill germs and bacteria) or homogenized (mixed to break the fat into smaller pieces). A lot of people buy it directly from the farm as it’s illegal to sell in stores in most states.

What? Yeah. I was a bit surprised that raw milk is such a controlled substance. But as a recognized vector of foodborne illness, I suppose that it makes sense. Because seriously, raw milk has quite the dark history as most people don’t bother to self-pasteurize, which results in them ingesting bits of feces and animal hair. One little drip of cow sweat and the batch of milk is infected. And refrigeration does NOT stop the growth of a whole bunch of microscopic organisms. Which is why we cook meat and eggs, and move food into a different container once a can is opened.

Still, some people are willing to risk it all to drink raw milk. They don’t even pasteurize it! I mean, some might, but most of them drink it and grin: “Straight from the cow’s udder. You can’t get much closer to natural than that.”

And due to the spread of false information about raw milk, a lot of people don’t believe how dangerous it can be. They think that a cow’s udder is somehow … hygenic? … as though tuberculosis and E.coli disappear once the milk is squirted out of the teat. They also tend to have a lot more trust in the good practices of their chosen dairy farmers than in the FDA or CDC.

“People have been drinking raw milk for millions of years with absolutely no ill-effects and only good things” – seems to be the party line hardcore raw milk drinkers subscribe to. Never mind that historically, people on average had an incredibly short lifespan and less than half of children lived to see their fifth birthdays. And a big part of that was due to unpasteurized milk.

There’s a very good reason why Louis Pasteur is an important person to the history of the human race.

So why would anyone risk their health to have raw milk?

Raw milk enthusiasts insist that the flavor is richer, fuller, different. It’s a taste they’re willing to risk breaking the law to enjoy. It’s basically one of the definitions for First World problems — risking jail and kidney failure simply to enjoy a pitcher of milk.

I have never had raw milk. I don’t want to have raw milk.

The idea of ingesting anything that comes from an animal’s body without neutralizing dangerous micro-organisms disgusts me. Because there is no food worth death or paralysis.

Still, to each their own. Any adult willing to risk permanent injury for a cereal moistener should be allowed to buy it at the grocery store with the caveat that raw milk be pasteurized before being served to children. Because as I understand it, self-pasteurizing raw milk does not noticeably change the flavor — it remains milk.

When people say they love the taste and the texture and what-have-you, they wouldn’t really mind the raw milk being pasteurized. Because the flavor and texture they enjoy is due to the milk coming from organically raised dairy cows.

And sure, pasteurization may neutralize some of the vitamin C content, but it’s a negligible amount. Drink some pasteurized juice. Eat an orange. Chomp on a Flintstone’s vitamin.

You can enjoy all of the benefits of touring dairy farms and buying quality raw milk at $6+ per half-gallon without risking the health of yourself or your family.

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Links of note:

Food Safety News: “A Mom and a Dairyman Plead: Don’t Feed Children Raw Milk” — a 2014 story about a mom giving her two-year-old raw milk that was contaminated with E.coli. The result: a kidney transplant from mother to daughter, as well as developmental and lifelong delays due to a HUS-assisted stroke.

“Two years ago, when Oregon parents Jill Brown and Jason Young met Brad and Tricia Salyers, the families had no idea that they would eventually be sharing in a tragedy that sickened four of the Salyers’ children and left Brown and Young’s youngest child, Kylee – 23 months old at the time – with such severe medical complications that she would need a kidney transplant from her mother.

“All of that and more happened beginning in April 2012 when the children were among 19 people – 15 of them under the age of 19 — who fell ill with E. coli O157:H7, a potentially fatal foodborne pathogen. Soon after, Oregon health officials determined that the outbreak was caused by raw milk from Foundation Farm near Wilsonville in Western Oregon — the Salyers’ family farm. Four of the sickened children were hospitalized with kidney failure.

“Foundation Farm had been providing 48 families with raw milk. Raw milk is milk that hasn’t been pasteurized to kill harmful and sometimes deadly foodborne pathogens such as E. coli, Listeria, Salmonella and Campylobacter.”

The International Outbreak Museum: “Outbreak: Foundation Farm Raw Milk” — the continuation of the previous story. Epidemiologists went to the Foundation Farm that provided the raw milk Kylee drank and found absolutely DEPLORABLE conditions. Seriously. Look at those pictures. Foundation Farm was as far away from hygenic as possible.

Cracked.com: “6 Shockingly Brutal Realities of an Organic Dairy Farm” — this is a very good personal experience article. It details what life on an organic dairy farm is like, from cows rolling around in pastures to the milk being processed. It talks about antibiotics, feeding, and the general care and upkeep of the dairy cows. Definitely worth the read.

Food Safety News: “Why I’ll Never Give Raw Milk to My Children Again” – her little boy got sick. The comments section is bonkers.

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Bottom line: pasteurize all milk served to children.

You can freely and happily risk your own life and health, but children should be protected.

Just as I would not allow a small child to bungee jump, I would not allow them to eat unsafe food. It’s common sense to follow food safety guidelines. There are some things a child’s developing immune system should not be exposed to.

Which is why raw milk should not be consumed by children, the pregnant, the immuno-comprimised, or the elderly. The supposed benefits of raw milk are not worth the real risks: E.coli, salmonella, listeria, tuberculosis.

Not when it’s so easy to heat a pan on the stove and pasteurize raw milk. A dunking of the pan in an ice bath, and voila. You can pour the milk into a bottle or jar and put it in the refrigerator.

As an added benefit, pasteurized milk takes longer to spoil. Which can save you money.

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Please research pasteurization. You won’t just learn suggested heat times and safe bottling practices. You’ll learn about history, disease culture, what things other than milk and juice are pasteurized, and how lucky we are to live in a modern world.

Plus you can see how easy it is to make your own cheeses, yogurts, and kefir.

Uramichi Oniisan 01 at Amazon

“Transhuman or trans-human is the concept of an intermediary form between human and posthuman. In other words, a transhuman is a being that resembles a human in most respects but who has powers and abilities beyond those of standard humans. These abilities might include improved intelligence, awareness, strength, or durability. Transhumans sometimes appear in science-fiction as cyborgs or genetically-enhanced humans.” – Wikipedia.

I was looking up “Jupiter Ascending” to remind myself of a particular scene and was taken to the Wikipedia page. There I saw that the people out in the galaxy–the Exalted–were described as being transhuman. And it got me thinking. And writing.

NOTE: I realize that many have found fault with the movie “Jupiter Ascending”, but I don’t care. That was space opera crack at its most over-indulgent and I could happily do with another dose. Plus the fanfic it has produced … Mwah! Divine. How could I hate on source material that has inspired so many great stories to read?

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I read that the rise of post-apocalyptic fiction is a sign of dissatisfaction in the general population. By choosing the books and media they do, the younger generation is expressing cynicism and fear of the future.

From a naively hopeful view of the future where humans are zooming amongst the stars and colonizing new planets, stories have taken on a grim view of intergalactic battles and the forced extinction of the human race. And back home on Earth, instead of the vaulted spires of a utopian society, everything has turned to disaster having overfallen the world and a struggling society attempting to rebuild something amongst the ruins of our modern cities.

No longer do protagonists and antagonists banter and bumble their way through the apocalypse. Now it is a foregone conclusion that our world will end.

There is nothing to stop. Nothing to struggle against. Disaster has already happened.

To the people of those future visions, we are nothing less than rumors. Everything that we’ve built has already faded away.

And even then, with the world ruined and humanity struggling to stay alive, there is always a group of people with all of the resources and technology, lording it over like gods above the rest.

These stories present no real answers. Because in the end, the message is that there’s nothing you can do to stop the terrible future to come.

You should huddle down and close your eyes. Go quiet and small and survive. Because there’s nothing you can do to make the world a better place. It’s going to be your grandchild’s responsibility to scream defiance at the ultra-modern nobility.

Presented with such a pessimestic outlook, is it no wonder that people are beginning to feel hopeless about the future? Children are growing up with the belief that no matter what they do, it means nothing. Because the end is nigh and their story isn’t the important one. They should set aside their personal goals and focus on the creation of some grand Ubermensch.

Meanwhile, right now is when people should show their defiance. Right now is when people need to stand up, point out the injustices, and ROAR “That’s not right!”

And instead, I hear people say “I should buy some guns”, as though that’s the answer to every problem.

Don’t write petitions. Don’t chastise government officials into doing a better job.

Buy guns. Stockpile food. Be ready to flee into the wilds.

Somehow we’ve gotten the idea that everything is destined to fall apart. And the problem with “destiny” is that it cannot be changed. It can only be endured.

Destiny is a surrender to helplessness. It is someone brushing their hands off and leaving the problem solving to somebody else.

And when you feel helpless, you close your eyes and ears to the plights of people around you. Because their problems are their own and you don’t want to get involved.

But that’s all we need to do to save the environment and the human species: get involved.

Learn how to roar when it’s needed, and talk when it’s not. Research sustainability and environmental protection. Learn the reasons why people are so unhappy and what they need to succeed.

Because if we help each other, we help ourselves.

Panoply at Amazon

I have been working on my site — Kimichee.com — all day. Tuning up the featured images, adding some chapters, adding actual excerpt stuff. It’s been kind of fun, though I hate how much stuff I don’t know: programming, WordPress, art, anything to do with graphic design.

I know what I like when I see it, but I don’t know how to create that kind of … er, synergy? … There’s no cohesion when I look at stuff. I have a hard time getting from point A-Z, without going through all the steps between. So my website is kind of bland right now. Hopefully I can talk my brother around to making it better for me.

So as long as you’re not looking for the beautiful, you’ll find a lot of my stories available to read on my Master List page at Kimichee. The stories are:

  • The Panic Pure [HK] Blurb: A neurotic billionaire, a sympathetic FBI agent, and a serial killer cannibal. It could be a match made in something. mm, suspense, thriller, Adult.
  • Vedran’s Hand [HK] Blurb: Dragon Knight is the Emperor’s Hand. His duty is to perform any task that his master asks of him. He kills with a frightening ease. He is beautiful and terrible. How could Vedran not love him? pre-slash, fantasy, action, mature.
  • Idlewile [HK] Blurb: Raised in an orphanage, recruited by the State, Idlewile is the nation’s Idol. It is a lonely pedestal, and he feels himself fading away. It seems like a miracle when the goddess of the golden screen, Jessica Turan, steps into his life, bringing with her the Drama King Chris Hart. mm, mf, romance, teen+.
  • From Diamond to Coal [SC] Blurb: A genius, a Congressman, adventure, romance, and superscience: There are many things happening in this story. First chapters are in the future, then it goes back to the beginning and starts as a contemporary romance. mm, sci-fi, romance, mature.

They’re all Raw Feed. They will be completed and available as ebooks.

I’ve added Chapters Seventeen and Eighteen of The Panic Pure to Kimichee, and I’ll be adding them here too. I just have to get caught up on everything.


Pacific Rim — Remember when I was raving about this movie several months ago when I saw it in the theater? Well, I’ve got it on DVD now, and while it’s a good movie, I think all the fanfic has totally spoiled me. Seriously, I’ve read that story where Hermann is a woman, Hermione, and she and Newt are totally the science couple; it was the greatest read of the season. Or I read that one where Raleigh is a werewolf and there’s all kinds of romance with Chuck Hansen. Hell, I’ve even dabbled a little myself.

Sometime between watching the movie in the theater and yesterday, Pacific Rim took on the glossy gleam of memory. Or maybe it was the drop in quality from Blu-Ray to DVD. Whatever happened, some of the magic was gone. Still a great action giant robot monster movie, but it was absolutely amazing on a giant screen.


Here, because I love you. Have a little something:

Title: Dude, There’s A Body In Your Bathtub
Author: Harper Kingsley
Genre: general, crime family, dead body, amoral people
Rating: teen+
Summary: Just 850 words of what the title says. There’s a body in the bathtub.

“Hey, dude, did you know you’ve got a dead body in your tub?” the obnoxiously loud voice of Sean asked.

Jude groaned and shoved his face hard into his pillow for a silent scream. Then he calmly lifted his head and asked, “Do you know who it is?”

“No clue,” Sean said. He stepped half through the doorway, his face still turned down the hall. He could see through the open bathroom door. “The body’s beat ragged.”

“There’s an unidentified body in the bathtub. Is that what you’re telling me?” Jude sat up in bed, not even bothering to pull the covers up to hide his skinny chest. He’d known Sean forever.

Sean shrugged and glanced at him. “Pretty much.”

“Great.” Jude scrubbed a hand across his face. “Just the kind of thing I love waking up to.”

He threw his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. He paused there a moment, his left hand ready to snatch out and catch the headboard. He didn’t fall. He took it as a win.

Jude hobbled over to his walker and grabbed hold of it. Never mind that using it made him feel like an old man, he preferred it to being trapped in a wheelchair. Surgery and physio had only been able to do so much.

Dressing was one of those tasks that took more time than he would have imagined pre-mangled legs. But he was grateful for everything he was allowed to experience, especially after all the wishes and prayers he had expended just to make it this far.

Finally he was wearing jeans and a knit sweater. He didn’t bother with the hassle of socks and slipped his bare feet into a pair of clogs. He was too cool to be embarrassed about unfortunate footwear.

“All right. Show me this body you speak of,” he said.

“Come on.”

Jude followed Sean down the hallway to the guest bathroom. He couldn’t help wondering if he should be more upset. A dead body in the bathtub should have him flipping out. Instead, he just felt irritated and wondered where he was supposed to dispose of it.

Sean pushed the door all the way open and waved his hand. “There he is.”

Jude looked and slumped forward against the handles of his walker.

There was a body in the bathtub. A big, dark haired guy with a smashed in face. He was lying on his back, his leather jacket open to show off his blood spattered gray tee shirt and the alley grime smeared across the knees of his jeans.

“Shit. I don’t know who that is, but we’re going to have to get rid of him,” Jude said. “Do we have any acid or anything?”

“Acid, really?” Sean huffed loudly. “Dude, you’ve got a dead guy in your bathroom and you’re talking about using acid. Isn’t there someone we should call? How did you manage to sleep through this guy being dumped here anyway?”

“Just lucky, I guess,” Jude said. “I was kind of drugged out of my mind last night.” At Sean’s look, he hastened to add, “It was the only way I could get to sleep.” He wasn’t ashamed. The pain had been bad.

“Where was Eric when this was all going down?” Sean asked.

Jude snorted. “He’s the one that did this. I don’t have a single doubt in my head about that. Though I’m kind of pissed he left the job half finished.” He rubbed his face. “Why the hell would he leave a body here for me to deal with?”

“Because we were out of the big garbage bags.”

He jumped and twisted his neck to see Eric walking toward him on catlike feet. “You scared the crap out of me,” Jude said.

Eric flashed his movie star smile and held up the box of heavy-duty large black garbage bags. “I’ll get everything ready to move. I promise this guy will be out of here tonight.”

Jude sighed and carefully maneuvered himself back out of the bathroom. “Why did you even bring this guy here in the first place?”

“It wasn’t my plan,” Eric said. “You were completely out of it, so you slept through this guy busting in. I had to handle him quick, but I didn’t have any supplies here to clean up after.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Jude said. They couldn’t call the authorities unless they wanted to be busted themselves. They had no choice but to handle things themselves. “Just make sure you clean it up good. No evidence.”

Eric gave him a thumb’s up. “On it.”

Jude looked at Sean. “Come on, dude. This is none of our business.”

Sean jerked a nod. “I’m glad to be out of it. This is not my scene.”

“Don’t worry. I would never drag you into it,” Eric said. “You’re a good kid, Sean. Stay that way.”

“What about me?” Jude asked. “Aren’t I a good kid?”

“Well, you’re all right,” Eric teased.

“Whatever.” Jude led Sean to his bedroom. He firmly closed the door behind them.

/ EXCERPT

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Have a great day. Hope you enjoyed the read.

Faizel 02 at Amazon

I have largely been without Internet for most of this month. I’m back now, but it will be sporadic at best and I apologize. I hope that I will be able to make posts through my kindle and email, but it’s been giving me a hard time lately and some posts haven’t gone through.

Anyways, I have several things to share, so brace yourself:

Heroes & Villains was reviewed by Joyfully Jay and got 4-stars and a really nice write up. I was scared to look at first — I’m such a wuss — but it was a really nice review. I’m still grinning.

Check out the review HERE.
Joyfully Jay

In case you didn’t know, Heroes & Villains is my mm superhero novel.

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by Harper Kingsley
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publisher: Less Than Three Press
isbn: 9781620042328
word count: 130k

Darkstar x Blue Ice.

Series so far:
Heroes & Villains
The Wedding
Allies & Enemies (upcoming)
Psychotic
All That Remains (upcoming)

In the same universe:
Pulse of the City
The Dark Hearts (upcoming)
Savior Unknown (upcoming)

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I’ve added some to ParaShift, if you’re following that. Chapter Fourteen will be coming up shortly, and we’re already 39,000 words in.

For the official version, Park is becoming an ever more interesting character. Seriously, this dude should be named B.A. Park, because he’s just that bad ass. He’s also more thoughtful than I first envisioned him to be. He’s turning into a real romantic lead.
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I would like to wish the lovely L.J. LaBarthe a happy birthday.

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