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December 6, 2006
A Nation of Hothouse Orchids
In today's edition of the local rag I ran into this fresh example of fear and loathing in America. This is a sick guy, who legally buys and stables on his property an old but decent little horse at the end of its days, in doing so probably puts a bit of light into his own and his family's life, and...of course, the resentful little local creeps and malcontents start coming out of the wood work, and now they want to change the law. The article gives just the faintest hint that jealousy over lot size may play a role.* Of course, the "Spine of Jello" Wendell Board of Commissioners will probably vote his horse out of Wendell (which I have visited: it is not an urban area. Period. Any delusions to the contrary notwithstanding. Period again.).
Well, I've said it before and I've said it again: we are not going to have a damned freedom left in this country at this rate. Forget about Guantanamo bay: you will be legally muscled out of even owing a pet because some citizens of "America the Easily Offended" have a problem with it.
This nation may be far from the peak of its power, and yet I think the seeds of its decline and fall may well already have been planted. I hear the distant screech of our own Twelfth Eagle.
This concludes the rant for today.
*But that can't be all. There must be some deeper sickness at play. I have never trusted people who did not care for horses. Somehow, to me, that just runs counter to healthy human genetics.
Posted by dag at December 6, 2006 3:26 PM