After I finished school I went to alternative organic-farms because I wanted to be in nature and I didn't like what I had seen in Al Gore's ¡°An Inconvenient Truth¡±. Anthroposophy was in the air, but not really tangible. This topic about raw milk reminds me of when I used to put fresh sheepmilk that I had milked myself in my coffee every morning. In fact, I liked it so much that to this day I don't put milk in my coffee because it's all a disappointment. But I didn't do it out of ideological convictions back then, because I had no more real convictions than listening to stoner rock and watching TV series anyway. I was very apolitical, religion and esotericism only interested me as source material for pulp fiction. Raw Milk reminds me of that time again. My willingness to do things back then that I didn't made thoughts about scares me now.