There exists the legend of an impoverished West Virginia man, who had the unfortunate condition of his gravel driveway flooding every Spring from snowmelt and forming a sizeable mud puddle, that was pesky towards small vehicles and pedestrians, but would attract seasonal tree frog visitors, and other smaller critters. A county servant, aware that the man’s property could be invaluable to the possible expansion of a future freeway, called in the state. One thing led to another, and in the end the feds determined that the puddle, which would dry up in the dog days of summer, was a wetland, and the home of a rare species of snail. An unnamed stretch of interstate highway crosses the forgotten land today, a single concrete pilon covered in mud during the frenetic rebirth of Springtime.
As the majority of reasonable conservatives have gone at least to the lengths of reading about time travel to erase the sour aftertaste of the last three and half weeks of hell on earth, allies in the physics and mathematics communities are currently working on a coordinated megaproject in an effort to develop a shortcut through the space-time continuum. Allegedly, Trump’s gracious and stately farewell to the nation will at some point be rebroadcast in the past and on a unspecified date in the week before the end of the ugly calendar year of 2020. While, the monumental gesture will certainly unravel the nascent degradation and political consequences of the two Georgia Democratic candidates victorious in flipping the Senate, until project Salvage reaches a realistic breakthrough, all like-minded citizens have is the essence of memories.
What is often obscured among the extreme vitriol and hate for the person that is Donald J. Trump, not only within the legions of progressive reactionaries, but the cynical moderates, are the successful efficacious policies launched on a federal level, which either brought forth innovation legislation to solve known issues, or corrective measures to alleviate horrendous policy that was imposed by prior administrations. One of the grand victories by Trump’s cabinet which is lost among the toxic detritus of willful and unjustified defiance, are his effective actions taken to reverse strict sanctions leaving private property owners vulnerable to the Environmental Protection Act. With eminent domain intertwined to bureaucratic infrastructure, the dangerous combination of providing a federal agency with a broiler plate form stamped with all the proper credentials, and supported by junk science, was nearly the beginning of what would have resulted in the nation’s largest land grab of acreage seized by the government under questionable circumstances.
Enter the Dusky gopher frog, formerly known as the Mississippi Dusky gopher frog, a diminutive croaking creature unleashed by the EPA to test the bounds of their new arrays of power validated by the Obama administration. The frog species is the younger generation’s snail darter, and a baleful sigh and hand clapped on the face to the older folks, who realize the gravity and the damage of transforming a creature into a rock star environmental icon combined with an insidious ulterior motive based on control.
The first victims of the mutinous legislation, was a five generation logging family in Louisiana. The government deemed the 400 acres of property to be a suitable habitat for the threatened amphibian, and the land was set to be labeled as a wildlife reserve, and bereft of any future commercial activity, before an aggressive legal challenge was mounted by representatives of the owners. As the case was tossed back and forth between federal and circuit court, where left-leaning judges sided with the federal government, appeals were made, until the controversial case was kicked up to the Supreme court. During the legal hijinks, wildlife officials subversively removed the “Mississippi” from the specie’s official name, in a backhanded effort to strengthened their case, even though no evidence existed that the frog had ever inhabited the geo-political territory of Louisiana.
Presented with overall evidence in favor of the family, the court wisely shot the case back down to the lower courts through a consensus that included Ruth Bader Ginsberg, and recommended that the associated justices get their act together or else, and in the process set the precedent that the federal government creating proxy habitats for endangered species based on assumptions, would not be tolerated. Thanks to the implacable stance of the Trump administration on staunchly supporting private property rights, and reputable science, future legal nightmares were averted. A happy medium that is about to quickly change, as Biden takes office, and sets to reverse all the monumental gains over the last four years armed with a pen in a battle of executive signatures.
The disturbing use of pseudo-science by the environmental movement to invoke policy is not only direct threat to property owners, but to the environmental itself that so-called climate alarmists are lobbying to protect. As the surveillance system tracking the status of species is brutally antiquated, selected private property owners with vast tracts of land in areas surrounding the potential habitation of threatened status to clear cut their land, rather than face the possible ramifications of funding an obligatory wildlife or sanctuary survey if prompted by the feds, and the potential for the property to be restricted for future development and to lose all monetary value.
Within this manufactured standard of hypocrisy, sanctimoniously bestowed upon culture and the economy by the zealots of craving the aftermath of endorphins over actual progress, that the modern thermodynamic crises begins. Compounding matters, the blind activism is funded by a complex network of channels traced back to the Velvet revolution, and with ties to such precocious organizations as the Sierra Club, and Ducks Unlimited, where the misnomer is in the misleading name, and like all reactionary climate architects, jet travel is curiously discounted in calculating the personalized carbon footprint daily output. Ironically, as these proponents of the bastardization of research and engineering pass seven miles above the middle of the beautiful North American continent, their heads of dubiously buried in a device or in stoking an insatiable ego, as they lack even a suitable curiosity to gaze out of the window at 37,000 feet to and appreciate the colorful tapestry and galactic deity rendering of a topography shared by humankind and nature, the symbiotic relationship a testament to the free market, and the cornucopia of hope. The exhausting and binding term of gulag has no place in the vernacular of a nation still founded on the premise of celebrating the individual, and not a species beneath the discerning ability of self-deprecation represented the taxonomical chart.
While Biden summons the power of the pen in completing a ceremonious, yet sordidly official practice of exercising executive powers via a cocktail napkin, prepare for the worst, and pray for the best, as humans will once again play second fiddle to critters in the lucrative game of the evolutionary hierarchy chart of pinning the tail onto the veritable donkey. With a swift, yet shaking sweep of a signature, Trump’s precious gift to landowners and the economy will almost certainly be negated, as the idealistic tenets of the Green New Deal threaten the basis of sanity, and demand a high price tag in legal fees and energy expenditures to undo the forthcoming damage of insufferable progressives.
When the face of your Socialized climate movement is an worthy talentless bartender playing dress up in mocking the entire leadership and justice system of a legacy republic in misrepresenting unfortunate constituents, the only entity endangered at the conclusion of a worthless social experiment, are the founding principles of liberty. Stalin called, he wants his mustache back.
With absolutely no offense to the exploited (Mississippi) Dusky gopher frog, sometimes it is just more sensible to jabber on the sidelines and sit it out with a bowl of popcorn, or worms in the case of the critter, as the madness and recent history is tarnished by idiots enabled by an unearned and undeserved sense of entitlement in the complete absence of any empirical evidence of achievement.
However, with procedural land grabs on the table, and activism recklessly colliding with ownership, the dangers of a participation trophy culture, should not be taken lightly, nor the polarizing marionettes tamed by billion dollar strings.
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