Law Bacon may disappear in California as pig rules take effect - Do Californians Dream of Woke Piggies?

DES MOINES, Iowa -- Thanks to a reworked menu and long hours, Jeannie Kim managed to keep her San Francisco restaurant alive during the coronavirus pandemic.

That makes it all the more frustrating that she fears her breakfast-focused diner could be ruined within months by new rules that could make one of her top menu items — bacon — hard to get in California.

“Our number one seller is bacon, eggs and hash browns,” said Kim, who for 15 years has run SAMS American Eatery on the city’s busy Market Street. “It could be devastating for us.”

At the beginning of next year, California will begin enforcing an animal welfare proposition approved overwhelmingly by voters in 2018 that requires more space for breeding pigs, egg-laying chickens and veal calves. National veal and egg producers are optimistic they can meet the new standards, but only 4% of hog operations now comply with the new rules. Unless the courts intervene or the state temporarily allows non-compliant meat to be sold in the state, California will lose almost all of its pork supply, much of which comes from Iowa, and pork producers will face higher costs to regain a key market.

Animal welfare organizations for years have been pushing for more humane treatment of farm animals but the California rules could be a rare case of consumers clearly paying a price for their beliefs.

With little time left to build new facilities, inseminate sows and process the offspring by January, it’s hard to see how the pork industry can adequately supply California, which consumes roughly 15% of all pork produced in the country.

“We are very concerned about the potential supply impacts and therefore cost increases,” said Matt Sutton, the public policy director for the California Restaurant Association.

California's restaurants and groceries use about 255 million pounds of pork a month, but its farms produce only 45 million pounds, according to Rabobank, a global food and agriculture financial services company.

The National Pork Producers Council has asked the U.S. Department of Agriculture for federal aid to help pay for retrofitting hog facilities around the nation to fill the gap. Hog farmers said they haven't complied because of the cost and because California hasn't yet issued formal regulations on how the new standards will be administered and enforced.

Barry Goodwin, an economist at North Carolina State University, estimated the extra costs at 15% more per animal for a farm with 1,000 breeding pigs.

If half the pork supply was suddenly lost in California, bacon prices would jump 60%, meaning a $6 package would rise to about $9.60, according to a study by the Hatamiya Group, a consulting firm hired by opponents of the state proposition.

At one typical hog farm in Iowa, sows are kept in open-air crates measuring 14-square-feet when they join a herd and then for a week as part of the insemination process before moving to larger, roughly 20-square foot group pens with other hogs. Both are less than the 24 square feet required by the California law to give breeding pigs enough room to turn around and to extend their limbs. Other operations keep sows in the crates nearly all of the time so also wouldn't be in compliance.

The California Department of Food and Agriculture said that although the detailed regulations aren't finished, the key rules about space have been known for years.

“It is important to note that the law itself cannot be changed by regulations and the law has been in place since the Farm Animal Confinement Proposition (Prop 12) passed by a wide margin in 2018," the agency said in response to questions from the AP.

The pork industry has filed lawsuits but so far courts have supported the California law. The National Pork Producers Council and a coalition of California restaurants and business groups have asked Gov. Gavin Newsom to delay the new requirements. The council also is holding out hope that meat already in the supply chain could be sold, potentially delaying shortages.

Josh Balk, who leads farm animal protection efforts at the Humane Society of the United States, said the pork industry should accept the overwhelming view of Californians who want animals treated more humanely.

“Why are pork producers constantly trying to overturn laws relating to cruelty to animals?” Balk asked. “It says something about the pork industry when it seems its business operandi is to lose at the ballot when they try to defend the practices and then when animal cruelty laws are passed, to try to overturn them.”


In Iowa, which raises about one-third of the nation's hogs, farmer Dwight Mogler estimates the changes would cost him $3 million and allow room for 250 pigs in a space that now holds 300.

To afford the expense, Mogler said, he’d need to earn an extra $20 per pig and so far, processors are offering far less.

“The question to us is, if we do these changes, what is the next change going to be in the rules two years, three years, five years ahead?” Mogler asked.

The California rules also create a challenge for slaughterhouses, which now may send different cuts of a single hog to locations around the nation and to other countries. Processors will need to design new systems to track California-compliant hogs and separate those premium cuts from standard pork that can serve the rest of the country.

At least initially, analysts predict that even as California pork prices soar, customers elsewhere in the country will see little difference. Eventually, California’s new rules could become a national standard because processors can’t afford to ignore the market in such a large state.

Kim, the San Francisco restaurant owner, said she survived the pandemic by paring back her menu, driving hundreds of miles herself through the Bay Area to deliver food and reducing staff.

Kim, who is Korean-American, said she’s especially worried for small restaurants whose customers can't afford big price increases and that specialize in Asian and Hispanic dishes that typically include pork.

“You know, I work and live with a lot of Asian and Hispanic populations in the city and their diet consists of pork. Pork is huge,” Kim said. “It’s almost like bread and butter.”

 
In twenty years time pigs will be protesting against stall and tether farming of Californians.
 
Cram large animals into a tiny box for maximum profit? BASED

Legislate a whole extra 5sqft. so the animal can (hopefully) turn around in it's pen? CRINGE

A lot of you guys are seriously fuckin' retarded. These aren't even sweeping reforms, in fact they're bare minimum to the point of being almost silly, but considering factory animals are practically in torture chambers I'd say anything helps. The actual farmer from the article said $20 per hog wholesale was all he needed to cover costs. The interesting thing about this is watching what happens when you try to impose localized controls on what amounts to a global system. It's a mess. Literal chinashill consulting groups come out of the woodwork to lobby against the local gov'mt (that would technically be your vote btw).

I fall on the pragmatic side of animal welfare (happy to "euthanize" your dog for you if you can't keep it from barking all night) but factory farming is fucked up. If you seriously think it's all good then you're just another walmart plasti-shit consoomer. Go get that 99 cent savings boy!
"B-b-b-ut muh farmers!" say people who've never been involved with agriculture in any meaningful way. Small-time family farms can't afford the immense, climate-controlled, nightmarish facilities where pigs are born and die without seeing the light of day, barely able to move.

Pigs are omnivores who need animal protein to be healthy. Cattle are essentially giant termites who can live off, literally, a mixture of sawdust and chicken shit. So why is pork so much cheaper than beef? Because pigs are raised in factories. Ole McDonald can't compete.
 
they're bare minimum to the point of being almost silly, but considering factory animals are practically in torture chambers
Yeah, I agree. I’m all for eating meat but I want it to have had a decent life before I eat it. Over here animal welfare standards seem much higher - tethering and sow stalls have been banned a decade or so. Factory farming is grim, and banning stall and tether type arrangements is long overdue. Pay a bit more and have animals kept in humane conditions - I really don’t see an issue with it.
 
How did you guys keep life rough for her?
We're on split up family land that's under no city, while being close enough that police metro gets confused and thinks it's their turf. Sheriff's the only one you can go to when you complain about shit. We get some excitement here and there, usually from people trying to escape from the cops thinking our hamlet is somehow open to the public, when it's just a very large dead end. I know of twice in the last ten years where a neighbor had to hold someone at gunpoint until the police response came. It's much more rural than it seems at first glance, but is becoming less traditional as the city expands, and white flight comes out to join us. It's a very weird thing that's happening all over in the west.

Living out in the boonies is largely fantastic, no one to come in and tell you what to do, but califags can't stand it, because they expect all social friction to be taken care of by city statute. Ah, don't like your neighbors inviting their extended family until 3 am rocking out on the PA system? Wah waaaaaah. Get some earplugs. Wanna bench test your engine before dropping it in, but have to be at work tomorrow? Go ahead, everyone understands, you gotta do what you got t' do.

Californians have never experienced this, and they seem to think that it's our job as stupid, idiotic, racist yokels to change our lifestyles to match their superior civilized ways.

The big stuff that really got her out:

1. Livestock smells, sounds, and slaughters. She's the one who moved in next to multiple fields, pastures, and birds. Everyone around here has at least a couple forms of animal, even a neighbor has a bunch of peacocks that scratched the shit out of his car. (we all actually had some, but they congregated on that guy's shed, and he started feeding them, so whatever. I'm not feeding someone else's pet decorations.) Keeping a field going is a lot of hassle, we've got irrigation, plowing, discing, spraying, and harvesting going on.

Cali woman hated the amount of dust that would get kicked up in the air while plowing. She hated the spraying because "you shouldn't use those pesticides" but never gave an alternative. The big animal things were the never ending rooster crowing, guard dogs barking, and smell from the cattle upwind on the right day.

She also really hated the attitude towards animals, whether it was seeing someone put down their haggard, crippled dog, waiting to snipe a coyote when they come to eat your stuff, or killing off a misshapen bird. It's that suburban "every animal a pet" attitude, where they think a chicken who can't walk somehow merits prosthetics and physical therapy to live a long, fulfilling life. Sorry lady, it already got its neck snapped.

2. Lack of "amenities". We have to privately hire dumpsters or garbage service out here, and her first order of business was to make sure we all had recycling containers in addition. Now, I've always been big on recycling where possible, but last I checked our area just tossed it in with the trash, saying it costs too much to be worth the trouble. Sounds about right, because my buddy runs a salvage plant for that and hasn't made crap on anything but precious metals in a long time.
She was really condescending about it, too. " Someone finally lifts a finger around here and got them to come recycle, it's going to be a little extra a month for service and they'll bring you a bin after your first payment." Turns out it was around $150 a month. Ridiculous.

She really didn't like having to rely on dirt roads, the most. Rode in her cute "little bitch mobile" as the neighbor calls it. We all take turns grading it and leveling the dirt out, applying spare gravel, oiling, etc. whenever we have leftover stuff from our projects. Well, she insisted on driving down it like it's a rally course. I give a free pass to the odd punk running around in his rally'ed STI, as long as he gives us a show, but she'd always tear it up and brake in the same spots, creating washboards and ruts. When we'd warned her we wouldn't do her stretch all the time (because it's just neighborly helping each other out, it has limits to service) she got pissy and said it's our job. Don't know why she thought we were hired help somehow.

3. The final nail in the coffin was water rights. She had no concept of how it even worked, according to rumour she started the digging on a big swimming pool, until they told her that wasn't kosher with them unless she started using irrigation water. she also hated how her gay little dog would go swimming in the ditches when we opened the gates upstream. I guess in CA they filter their shit water? Right.

So she called it quits about two months ago, saying that it was getting boring and she'd rather be somewhere nicer. Maybe she'll come back, maybe not. Haven't seen their house for sale, but I haven't gone down that way in forever. For all I know it's a brothel, or it's just empty. Usually the neighbor gossip mill will keep you up to date with that kind of stuff though. (And as far as crime dens go, brothel's definitely the best of the bunch, come to think of it)

Hope that helps, if you're looking to rid yourself of an invasive species. Honestly I wonder if her feeling a bit alienated helped a lot too. After writing all this out, it's pretty apparent that she never really joined the family or came to think of herself like us. When I get mail at the box, I usually get to talk to some neighbors and we all bullshit for a bit. You put other stuff to good use, too. Need some irrigation pipe? I got some of that, just drop by and we'll load it up. Hell, someone tossed a sweet new chicken feeder over my fence a while back, no idea who did it. That's life in the boonies for you!
 
Yeah, I agree. I’m all for eating meat but I want it to have had a decent life before I eat it. Over here animal welfare standards seem much higher - tethering and sow stalls have been banned a decade or so. Factory farming is grim, and banning stall and tether type arrangements is long overdue. Pay a bit more and have animals kept in humane conditions - I really don’t see an issue with it.
From what I've heard, factory farming produces noticeably-worse meat. That's actually why I'd start with a label requirement.

If the value of the animal is raised by more than the cost of keeping them in humane conditions, it's going to be a lot harder to justify not doing it, You won't even need laws requiring it, unless you've got problems with people who are more interested in torturing animals than making money.

Cali's law is, however, a monument to magical thinking. From the sound of it, they still don't actually have the regulations or enforcement plans out. Is their plan "Fuck it, it's the courts' problem"? That's a recipe for it getting yeeted with prejudice by a judge on the sound legal reasoning of "This is not a law." It's simpler and cheaper to just require that the source of your meat be properly identified. That? That's trivial to define, comply with, and enforce. (You have to track down with very good precision the source if you've got problems with tainted food.)
 
If the chicken and fricking veal farmers can manage it, I think the pig farmers can. Honestly sounds like they were hoping if they just refused to comply, California would let the law not apply to them.
I remember reading stories of how the amount of shit produced by some factory farms' pigs could get unmanageable and contaminate local drinking water supplies, so I have to wonder if it really is just that much more difficult to deal with pigs in comparison to cows or chickens. These farms have needed to cut corners for years to keep the prices from soaring so seems like the only way to bring some sense of humanity to how the animals are raised is to have the price on the meat go up enough that it'll price a lot of people out of it.
 
I believe Californians legitimately enjoy it when their lives get worse.
As I understand it, it's mostly a New York situation where the urban areas simply outpopulate the rural ones, leading to red zones getting fucked over. So, as much as I like making fun of people from Cali, there's people who are reasonable and never asked for this retarded shit who are going to get fucked over by urbanite hipster faggots.

And it is retarded shit. No offense to any people out there but I'd rather not have people producing retards because they couldn't afford to get their kid protein during their early-mid developmental stages. That's human cruelty, I'll always morally put that above animal.
 
We're on split up family land that's under no city, while being close enough that police metro gets confused and thinks it's their turf. Sheriff's the only one you can go to when you complain about shit. We get some excitement here and there, usually from people trying to escape from the cops thinking our hamlet is somehow open to the public, when it's just a very large dead end. I know of twice in the last ten years where a neighbor had to hold someone at gunpoint until the police response came. It's much more rural than it seems at first glance, but is becoming less traditional as the city expands, and white flight comes out to join us. It's a very weird thing that's happening all over in the west.

Living out in the boonies is largely fantastic, no one to come in and tell you what to do, but califags can't stand it, because they expect all social friction to be taken care of by city statute. Ah, don't like your neighbors inviting their extended family until 3 am rocking out on the PA system? Wah waaaaaah. Get some earplugs. Wanna bench test your engine before dropping it in, but have to be at work tomorrow? Go ahead, everyone understands, you gotta do what you got t' do.

Californians have never experienced this, and they seem to think that it's our job as stupid, idiotic, racist yokels to change our lifestyles to match their superior civilized ways.

The big stuff that really got her out:

1. Livestock smells, sounds, and slaughters. She's the one who moved in next to multiple fields, pastures, and birds. Everyone around here has at least a couple forms of animal, even a neighbor has a bunch of peacocks that scratched the shit out of his car. (we all actually had some, but they congregated on that guy's shed, and he started feeding them, so whatever. I'm not feeding someone else's pet decorations.) Keeping a field going is a lot of hassle, we've got irrigation, plowing, discing, spraying, and harvesting going on.

Cali woman hated the amount of dust that would get kicked up in the air while plowing. She hated the spraying because "you shouldn't use those pesticides" but never gave an alternative. The big animal things were the never ending rooster crowing, guard dogs barking, and smell from the cattle upwind on the right day.

She also really hated the attitude towards animals, whether it was seeing someone put down their haggard, crippled dog, waiting to snipe a coyote when they come to eat your stuff, or killing off a misshapen bird. It's that suburban "every animal a pet" attitude, where they think a chicken who can't walk somehow merits prosthetics and physical therapy to live a long, fulfilling life. Sorry lady, it already got its neck snapped.

2. Lack of "amenities". We have to privately hire dumpsters or garbage service out here, and her first order of business was to make sure we all had recycling containers in addition. Now, I've always been big on recycling where possible, but last I checked our area just tossed it in with the trash, saying it costs too much to be worth the trouble. Sounds about right, because my buddy runs a salvage plant for that and hasn't made crap on anything but precious metals in a long time.
She was really condescending about it, too. " Someone finally lifts a finger around here and got them to come recycle, it's going to be a little extra a month for service and they'll bring you a bin after your first payment." Turns out it was around $150 a month. Ridiculous.

She really didn't like having to rely on dirt roads, the most. Rode in her cute "little bitch mobile" as the neighbor calls it. We all take turns grading it and leveling the dirt out, applying spare gravel, oiling, etc. whenever we have leftover stuff from our projects. Well, she insisted on driving down it like it's a rally course. I give a free pass to the odd punk running around in his rally'ed STI, as long as he gives us a show, but she'd always tear it up and brake in the same spots, creating washboards and ruts. When we'd warned her we wouldn't do her stretch all the time (because it's just neighborly helping each other out, it has limits to service) she got pissy and said it's our job. Don't know why she thought we were hired help somehow.

3. The final nail in the coffin was water rights. She had no concept of how it even worked, according to rumour she started the digging on a big swimming pool, until they told her that wasn't kosher with them unless she started using irrigation water. she also hated how her gay little dog would go swimming in the ditches when we opened the gates upstream. I guess in CA they filter their shit water? Right.

So she called it quits about two months ago, saying that it was getting boring and she'd rather be somewhere nicer. Maybe she'll come back, maybe not. Haven't seen their house for sale, but I haven't gone down that way in forever. For all I know it's a brothel, or it's just empty. Usually the neighbor gossip mill will keep you up to date with that kind of stuff though. (And as far as crime dens go, brothel's definitely the best of the bunch, come to think of it)

Hope that helps, if you're looking to rid yourself of an invasive species. Honestly I wonder if her feeling a bit alienated helped a lot too. After writing all this out, it's pretty apparent that she never really joined the family or came to think of herself like us. When I get mail at the box, I usually get to talk to some neighbors and we all bullshit for a bit. You put other stuff to good use, too. Need some irrigation pipe? I got some of that, just drop by and we'll load it up. Hell, someone tossed a sweet new chicken feeder over my fence a while back, no idea who did it. That's life in the boonies for you!
oh good lord, she wasn't just a Californian, she was a California Karen, which is the worst kind.
 
We're on split up family land that's under no city, while being close enough that police metro gets confused and thinks it's their turf. Sheriff's the only one you can go to when you complain about shit. We get some excitement here and there, usually from people trying to escape from the cops thinking our hamlet is somehow open to the public, when it's just a very large dead end. I know of twice in the last ten years where a neighbor had to hold someone at gunpoint until the police response came. It's much more rural than it seems at first glance, but is becoming less traditional as the city expands, and white flight comes out to join us. It's a very weird thing that's happening all over in the west.

Living out in the boonies is largely fantastic, no one to come in and tell you what to do, but califags can't stand it, because they expect all social friction to be taken care of by city statute. Ah, don't like your neighbors inviting their extended family until 3 am rocking out on the PA system? Wah waaaaaah. Get some earplugs. Wanna bench test your engine before dropping it in, but have to be at work tomorrow? Go ahead, everyone understands, you gotta do what you got t' do.

Californians have never experienced this, and they seem to think that it's our job as stupid, idiotic, racist yokels to change our lifestyles to match their superior civilized ways.

The big stuff that really got her out:

1. Livestock smells, sounds, and slaughters. She's the one who moved in next to multiple fields, pastures, and birds. Everyone around here has at least a couple forms of animal, even a neighbor has a bunch of peacocks that scratched the shit out of his car. (we all actually had some, but they congregated on that guy's shed, and he started feeding them, so whatever. I'm not feeding someone else's pet decorations.) Keeping a field going is a lot of hassle, we've got irrigation, plowing, discing, spraying, and harvesting going on.

Cali woman hated the amount of dust that would get kicked up in the air while plowing. She hated the spraying because "you shouldn't use those pesticides" but never gave an alternative. The big animal things were the never ending rooster crowing, guard dogs barking, and smell from the cattle upwind on the right day.

She also really hated the attitude towards animals, whether it was seeing someone put down their haggard, crippled dog, waiting to snipe a coyote when they come to eat your stuff, or killing off a misshapen bird. It's that suburban "every animal a pet" attitude, where they think a chicken who can't walk somehow merits prosthetics and physical therapy to live a long, fulfilling life. Sorry lady, it already got its neck snapped.

2. Lack of "amenities". We have to privately hire dumpsters or garbage service out here, and her first order of business was to make sure we all had recycling containers in addition. Now, I've always been big on recycling where possible, but last I checked our area just tossed it in with the trash, saying it costs too much to be worth the trouble. Sounds about right, because my buddy runs a salvage plant for that and hasn't made crap on anything but precious metals in a long time.
She was really condescending about it, too. " Someone finally lifts a finger around here and got them to come recycle, it's going to be a little extra a month for service and they'll bring you a bin after your first payment." Turns out it was around $150 a month. Ridiculous.

She really didn't like having to rely on dirt roads, the most. Rode in her cute "little bitch mobile" as the neighbor calls it. We all take turns grading it and leveling the dirt out, applying spare gravel, oiling, etc. whenever we have leftover stuff from our projects. Well, she insisted on driving down it like it's a rally course. I give a free pass to the odd punk running around in his rally'ed STI, as long as he gives us a show, but she'd always tear it up and brake in the same spots, creating washboards and ruts. When we'd warned her we wouldn't do her stretch all the time (because it's just neighborly helping each other out, it has limits to service) she got pissy and said it's our job. Don't know why she thought we were hired help somehow.

3. The final nail in the coffin was water rights. She had no concept of how it even worked, according to rumour she started the digging on a big swimming pool, until they told her that wasn't kosher with them unless she started using irrigation water. she also hated how her gay little dog would go swimming in the ditches when we opened the gates upstream. I guess in CA they filter their shit water? Right.

So she called it quits about two months ago, saying that it was getting boring and she'd rather be somewhere nicer. Maybe she'll come back, maybe not. Haven't seen their house for sale, but I haven't gone down that way in forever. For all I know it's a brothel, or it's just empty. Usually the neighbor gossip mill will keep you up to date with that kind of stuff though. (And as far as crime dens go, brothel's definitely the best of the bunch, come to think of it)

Hope that helps, if you're looking to rid yourself of an invasive species. Honestly I wonder if her feeling a bit alienated helped a lot too. After writing all this out, it's pretty apparent that she never really joined the family or came to think of herself like us. When I get mail at the box, I usually get to talk to some neighbors and we all bullshit for a bit. You put other stuff to good use, too. Need some irrigation pipe? I got some of that, just drop by and we'll load it up. Hell, someone tossed a sweet new chicken feeder over my fence a while back, no idea who did it. That's life in the boonies for you!
That sounds like a pretty good deal and the sort of place I wouldn't mind living if the internet is okay, and Starlink might have that covered.

You might get a small influx of aging remote workers over the next decade. Apologies in advance if I'm among them.
 
have the price on the meat go up enough that it'll price a lot of people out of it.
Make meat something exclusive to the tables of the affluent, while also alleviating their conscience of their internally-manufactured guilt that comes with factory farmed meat and "muh climate change because of animal farts".

Meanwhile: have you considered eating cicadas?
 
Make meat something exclusive to the tables of the affluent, while also alleviating their conscience of their internally-manufactured guilt that comes with factory farmed meat and "muh climate change because of animal farts".

Meanwhile: have you considered eating cicadas?

Have you considered eating the rich ? National socialism baby.
 
Welp, already hoarded myself a bunch of bacon and ham. Fuck you, Commiefornia, you're not taking my pork products no matter how much you project yourself onto pigs because your high school teacher made you read Animal Farm!
I may be stuck in your stupid state but I'm not suffering any further because of you!
 
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NJ Bear goes to LA. Decides to make his girlbearfriend a nice Sunday brunch. Goes to the market to get organic honey, eggs, berry jam, potato bread, maple syrup, hash browns and bacon Asks the clerk about the Bacon. 'Oh sorry, Bacon is illegal in CA.'

So the Bear goes to the streets of LA to find a dealer. 'Hey, can I buy some stuff off you?' 'What's sup my man..um Bear. By the looks here I can score some Ketamine for you.' 'No, not that crap. I need some Bacon.' 'Well you are in luck! I have cured, uncured, smoked, unsmoked, thick, thin, maple and plain.' 'I'll take 2 lbs of the thick uncured maple please.' 'Okay, that's $80.'
 
NJ Bear goes to LA. Decides to make his girlbearfriend a nice Sunday brunch. Goes to the market to get organic honey, eggs, berry jam, potato bread, maple syrup, hash browns and bacon Asks the clerk about the Bacon. 'Oh sorry, Bacon is illegal in CA.'

So the Bear goes to the streets of LA to find a dealer. 'Hey, can I buy some stuff off you?' 'What's sup my man..um Bear. By the looks here I can score some Ketamine for you.' 'No, not that crap. I need some Bacon.' 'Well you are in luck! I have cured, uncured, smoked, unsmoked, thick, thin, maple and plain.' 'I'll take 2 lbs of the thick uncured maple please.' 'Okay, that's $80.'

so its basically just nigger job gurantee ?
 
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