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and I am trying to break in. Ten minutes go by, fifteen. I’m pounding on the door,
circling the house, cussing at the door, peaking through the window, pleading with
I met Ellen the day before. I also work at Staples and I was helping her lift a
box of paper into the trunk of her car. We got into a conversation about the non-
profit she is running, The LEAH Advocacy Group (Staples calls this customer
communication technique the Selling FunnelTM). Before long, she had hired me on
to help support a bill set to hit the floor of the New Hampshire House the very next
day.
For those of you who don’t know Ellen, she is a bit disorganized and, that
morning, she was still asleep. It took some time, pleading with the door of my
“Would you mind taking off your shoes?” And just as I was about to, she
added, as if needing explanation, “I just don’t want you to track in any pesticides
into my house.”
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One hour and one green juice later, I was in the car, getting the pesticide
crash course. She first talked about Pyrethroids, and 2,4-D and Dicamba and their
links to cancer and asthma and endocrine dysfunction. She referred to the bill,
HB495 “Healthy Kids, Healthy Lawns”, aimed at phasing out pesticides on schools
lawn and playing fields in NH. Then she talked about her personal life.
Twenty years ago they started spraying at her condo complex and the
surrounding area of her ski resort town, Waterville Valley, NH. Every month, in the
middle of the White Mountains, when they sprayed, Ellen couldn’t breathe, her
heart raced, her face felt flushed and exhaustion. After one particularly lengthy
spraying, she suffered a real poisoning. She started hyperventilating and her heart
started racing so fast she couldn’t lie down. She looked me in the eye and said, “I
was sitting up in bed that night, praying that I would not die.”
After the first night, the symptoms morphed: muscle aches, loss of co-
pains in her heart, rapid heart rate and exhaustion, depression for another six
months. Around certain lawns breathing became labored and so she worried about
going outside. She mentioned, for a moment, reproductive issues, but her voice
Ellen’s mother, Arlyne experienced some of the same symptoms, the rapid
heart rate, pulse 165, hospitalization. Pesticides? Her eyes ask me to believe.
“That screech that sounds like a cross between a crow and a three pack a day
smoker, Camel no filters. I think pesticides…” Ellen’s mother died three years ago;
it became clear that much of her money was used to fund The LEAH Advocacy
Group.
stationed me by the entrance to the debate floor, to hand out “Support HB 495:
Healthy Lawns, Healthy Kids” flyers to all the caucusing representatives. Duke,
Kaija and Alyssa, LEAH reinforcements, all from around Middle-of-Nowhere New
Hampshire arrive on the scene. People everywhere are handing out fliers. Ellen
looks at the tall attractive woman and the two guys beside her with the orange
“Lobbyist” emblazoned badges. “I could pay a fee and become a lobbyist, but I
would still much rather be seen as a concerned citizen.” Across the hallway a
middle aged woman with round glasses and a home-knit sweater hands out black
and white fliers written in sensationalizing caps. Is the other end of the spectrum
With only 100 fewer delegates than the United States Congress, The New
Hampshire General Court is the fourth largest English speaking legislative body of
the world. The House of Representatives has 400 members, each representing an
average of 3300 New Hampshire citizens. Although most have a genuine interest in
the welfare of the state, many seem to be retired WASPs types, who can both afford
the $100 annual salary and desire the exclusiveness of this whitewashed social
club. One could argue that this is not the best political system for the people of
New Hampshire.
This year, the house is one-third Democrat, one-third Republican, and one-
third Tea Party. Highlight of the Day: ‘the bad guys aren’t registering their guns, so
why punish the good guys? Let’s weaken gun laws’. House colleagues spent hours
listening to a former FDA employee attempt to explain away EPA regulations. Dr.
Lu’s warning, Ellen told me, that the federal government is not even halfway done
compiling pesticide toxicity data on children and the elderly was quickly shut down.
At around one, Duke, Kaija and Alyssa left. Of course, Ellen wanted to wait
around five more hours listening to gun bill after gun bill for a chance to see her bill.
for future tax raises, and a bill urging Congress to drop out of the United Nations.
After pointing out a particularly heinous bill which would establish a state militia,
Ellen began complaining about the “tea party fanatics” that had taken over New
Hampshire. Yet here we were, waiting like the nerds in their tents before the grand
opening of an Apple Store. I can still hear Kaija’s ominous words, “Just give it some
For awhile, it looked as if we would have to return tomorrow to see the fate of
HB 495. But our bill ended up being one of the last to hit the floor. Representative
Suzanne Smith, the main sponsor, went up to the podium to speak1. She cited the
carcinogens. Rep. Smith laid out links to asthma, endocrine disruption, cancer,
neurological defects and other diseases. She attacked the myths surrounding IPM,
she clarified that the bill would not infringe on individual rights, and she provided a
viable alternative to pesticide based lawn care by calling attention to the growing
demand for organic turf management. Rep. Smith ended with a persuasive
argument. “We in the New Hampshire legislature have erred on the side of caution
where our children are concerned. We may not require adults to wear seat belts or
helmets, but we do require that of our children. If we can grow good quality playing
fields and grass and not put children at risk from even the possibility of short or
“That was the best speech of the day,” Ellen enthused. And even in my
was a shame that most members of the house were twiddling with their phones or
chatting through the one green bill on the floor that session. The Chair of the
Environment and Agriculture Committee, Bob Haefner and our bill’s main opponent,
walked to the podium. He littered his speech with “uhms” and pauses and the
writing this review, I would be skeptical, but you can trust me (or listen for
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She starts speaking at 3:55:20
yourself2). After he finished, the speaker called for a vote, and it was voted down,
as anticlimactic as that.
talk about pesticides anymore,” Ellen said as she turned on NPR. But the
conversation invariably drifted back. “I wouldn’t be doing this,” she told me, “If I
were the only person getting sick. I’ve heard so many stories…” She told me about
to frog abnormalities. And yet she still seemed worried that she only sounded like a
concerned PTA mother. A couple weeks later when I mentioned how IBT Labs
fabricated data for Monsanto, she pulled aside, “look when you are giving damning
evidence like that, you better cite who’s doing the investigation and how they found
So we listened in silence.
Cameron Fen researches and writes for The LEAH Advocacy Group and on his very
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At around 4:00:00