You remember Old Yeller? He belonged to the Coates family in Salt Licks, Texas, way back in the late 1860s. Mr. Coates, the father, went off on a three-month cattle drive to Kansas and left his wife, Katie, and their two sons, Travis and Arliss, behind to look after their modest ranch.
Then one day, while Travis was out plowing the cornfield, this big yellow dog came barreling up out of nowhere and spooked the mule pulling the plow and all hell broke loose. Travis would have shot the dog then and there, but his little brother, Arliss, took a shine to it – as did their mother – and Old Yeller became a part of the family.
He did right by them, too, until tragedy struck.
Old Yeller’s dead now, but he was a good dog. He went mad at the end, but it wasn’t his fault. He got bit by a rabid animal and lost his mind. It was the hydrophobia, that’s all, and he had to be put down.
The old yellers at the Environmental Protection Agency have gone mad, too. They’re suffering from the advanced stages of some kind of ideological disease. They may have been well-intentioned once, but they’ve become vicious, they’ve turned on us (their masters), and it’s time to put them out of their misery before they really hurt someone.
“President Obama’s decision to impose drastic new restrictions on America’s energy industry is the most direct assault yet on the energy providers that employ thousands of Americans, and fuel both our homes and our nation’s economic growth,” Gov. Rick Perry commented in response to a proposed EPA regulation, announced this week, that could shutter as many as 600 coal-fired power plants in America in order to appease the gods of global warming.
There’s nothing wrong with sacrificing, when there’s a reason for it. But doing without unnecessarily, that’s madness, plain and simple.
It’s time to create a new EPA.