I was listening to the news this morning about how the hispanic community is split over whether to support today’s work stoppage. Some favor it, others feel it will alienate their cause. Congress seems only slightly more unified in their approach to suggested solutions.
I don’t propose solutions here, but rather pay a brief homage to the thousands of calloused hands that make possible the product of our passion. Without these seasonal workers, some legal, some not, the wine you enjoy would cost far more than it does today.
Perhaps Maya said it best in her poetic ode to wine in the movie "Sideways":
"I like to think about the life of wine. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing… about all the people who tended and picked the grapes, and if it’s an old wine, about how many of them must be dead by now…"
So tonight, when we pop a cork over dinner with the Sagerman’s, I’ll think about the field hands that made it possible. I don’t know of any easy solutions on the immigration issue, let alone today’s work stoppage. This complex issue calls to mind a saying from an old favorite of mine, the crumudgeon, H.L. Menken (1880 – 1956), in what he referred to as Mencken’s Metalaw – "For every human problem, there is a neat, simple solution; and it is always wrong"