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I have had it with the Luddite, no-nothing anti-science nut jobs and their raw milk crap.
In the summer of 1973, when I was with an archaeological dig in Italy, some of the kids (18-20, I was the "old guy" at 24) came bouncing into the pensione in which we were staying with these paper gallon containers (think the little sour cream packets scaled up) of raw milk, going on and on how it was just sooo cool and "natural."
"Yeah," I answered, "just like TB and salmonella are natural." I then asked them if they knew just how clean the dairy farms this came from were, if they, nice East Coast preppies, had built up any immunities to the local bacterial strains and if they got some perverse pleasure in puking their guts out at 2AM from same.
Their purchases quickly went down the nearest drain.
Kids, sometimes, progress really is a good thing