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Farm and Food File: Dairy co-op focus of investigations
http://www.the-land.com/l_opinion/local_story_150162531.html?keyword=secondarystory
Originally published in the May 30, 2008, print edition.

June is dairy month so let’s begin the festivities with a look-see into the 
giant (black and white) elephant, the mega-cooperative Dairy Farmers of 
America, that, in 2007, marketed 62 billion — that’s billion with a “b” — 
pounds of milk, raked in $11.1 billion of revenue and, oh-oh, lost $109 
million for its 18,000 or so dairy farmer members.

As sickly as that record is — how does the biggest dog in town, the DFA, 
market 34 percent all milk produced in the United States and still lose 
money? — 2008 could be worse.

A lot worse, in fact, because, to mix farm metaphors, some of the DFA’s 
ugliest cows are coming home to roost.

In mid-March, the 10-year-old co-op announced its first-ever loss. Despite 
that set-back, Richard Smith, DFA chief executive officer and president, and 
James “Tom” Camerlo, DFA’s board chairman, told their members that the DFA 
“had a strong year, in fact, our best ever.”

Really?

Seven weeks later the duo dropped an even bigger bombshell.

In a May 8 letter to all DFA members, Smith and Camerlo revealed that DFA’s 
former CEO, Gary Hanman, “played a role in arranging for the unauthorized 
transfer of money, to be paid through a DFA affiliate, to former DFA Board 
Chairman Herman Brubaker. Brubaker received $1,000,000.”

The 2001 movement of the moolah — “… not approved by DFA’s Board of 
Directors,” noted the letter — between the sire, Hanman, and dam, Brubaker, 
of DFA’s 1998 birth (and both now retired), sent co-op members reeling.

But neither the letter nor Smith’s subsequent press conference shed new light 
on what he called “this disturbing” news.

It did, however, encourage some bigfoots in the national press to dig into 
the DFA.

In a May 18 piece, New York Times reporter Andrew Martin questioned Hanman’s 
founding business plan for the DFA: trucking milk “halfway across the country 
because the local dairy farmer and milk bottler” — largely due to the DFA’s 
handiwork — “are out of business.”

That idea “may have made sense when gasoline was $2.50 a gallon,” Martin 
surmised, but now with $4-and-climbing fuel, the plan and its planner, 
Hanman, “seemed to have made the situation worse” for DFA members.

The next day, May 19, the Wall Street Journal reported “Federal regulators 
are investigating allegations that the nation’s largest dairy cooperative, 
(DFA), has manipulated milk and cheese prices, and are separately reviewing a 
secret transfer of cash to a former director of the organization.”

More precisely, “… the Commodity Futures Trading Commission is looking into 
whether DFA sought to drive up the price of milk through its trading of 
cheese contracts at the Chicago Mercantile Exchange.”

And, it went on, “The agency is preparing charges against DFA focused on an 
alleged coordinated effort to boost prices in 2004 …”

The investigation adds to the DFA’s woes. Recently, a federal judge in 
Greenville, Tenn., declined to dismiss two antitrust lawsuits brought by DFA 
members and customers against the co-op last summer. The suits, now 
consolidated, will proceed.

Worse, the $1 million payment, which the DFA says has been returned 
(presumably by Hanman and Brubaker) with interest, could re-ignite a 2006 
Justice Department inquiry into how the DFA used its muscle to reshape milk 
markets.

And then there’s the Internal Revenue Service. Missing money brings 
government auditors like warm milk brings barn cats.

All is bad news to all. No one with any link to milk — the DFA, its members, 
customers and consumers — will go untouched.

Moreover, the mess again calls into question the leadership of farmer-boards 
in today’s ag co-ops. If heads are to roll at the DFA, many should be 
attached to the necks of the farmers who for years neither saw nor heard any 
evil while their co-op soured.

They’re the boss, after all, not bobbleheads.