"I hated the false front decay of California's fascistic oil and gas deals, the ptomaine poison and brass knucks in the jails and prisons, the dumped oranges and peaches rotting, just because there weren't enough profit, rotting, running down into little creosote poisoned streams."

Asch, Moses, ed., American Folk Song: Woody Guthrie, (New York: Oak, 1961, p.4) Reprinted from the original, New York: DISC, 1947.

The narrative had morphed so I that didn't recognize it at first. It is Steinbeck's kerosene fires but calling that 'crop destruction' is a wee bit 'fake newsy.'

So no crop surplus. No profits. No Federal subsidies. No creosote 'poisoned' food (aka denaturing.) The activist migrant workers and the Great Depression were as much, or more, to blame for the rotting crops as the growers.

Each side has sees own 'truth' and there are no limits on the number of sides.