1. I have the proof!
Just 1,5 hours ago I have uplifted two plants of sweet corn from a field at
B. This corn is meant to be sold as organic corn in Europe, but it is
not organic: the young plants that I took out of the soil had both the well
known red color of seed treatment on them.
This is the result of 3 weeks of studying and informing myself about the
problems and possibilities of growing organic corn in Thailand. I have over
10 hours of interviews and oral documentation, and several written emails
that describe my search for the truth. I interviewed 6 or seven Scholars and
professors. The longer the search, the more clear it became that
it is probably not possible (yet) to grow organic and thus that the corn
that is sold as organic untill now was probably fraudulent.
The trip started in Bangok ( Kasaetsart University and Rangsit farm) and
then Chiang Mai ( The Royal Project, some professors at CMU , some big
factories that can or maybe can produce organic corn etc.) Finally I went
to K., where the factory of our competitor is situated. If my research would have
shown that their product is really organic, we might have bought corn from
them, because it would have been easier. Or we would have decided to start
growing corn here.
Here is a description of the last few days.
Today, 16 december 2005 at 17.05 hours I have entered the fields of the
organic farm B., which belongs to the organisation or our competitor X.
I did so for the fourth time this week.
On dec. 14 around 1600 hours I arrived in B., and after showing the word
'sweetcorn' to some guys who were playing pool, one of them took his
motorbike and showed me the entrance of B 1.
The guard let me enter, and at a small office I had asked some people if
they spoke english. One girl spoke a little english. I asked her: is this an
organic farm ? She then drew in my note book how to get to the organic farm.
And I went there. First at around 1600 hours.The guard of B 2 was not
in his guard-house. The workers looked at me, but never asked me anything. I
sometimes asked one if someone spoke english. But they did not understand me
or denied it. While driving slowly over the farm I made notes by dictating
into a sony digital voicerecorder. That is how I could draw a map later on.
The second visit was around 17.30 hours. I had drawn my first map. Now I
went in again. I was less nervous, and knew already a little what was
coming. Again I spoke continuously into my recorder. The trip took 19
minutes. (Including a little walk.)
The third visit was the next day. I started around 11 oclock. Now I did not
go to the organic farm, but to B 1. I had been there the day before.
Now I entered not via the guard, but from the main road that leads to
(....another town, I forgot), from which road one can enter the fields easily. I drove slowly
towards the mechanics-place. There I spoke to one employee, whose name I
will not name yet, to protect the innocent man. I asked him if I could speak
to the boss or manager. He said they were all in a nearby province
Pechaburi, to talk about the future strategy of the plant. The manager was
Mr. Wichai, and he was there too, so said my spokesman, whom I will call