Tiring of Licorice in West Virginia

SOME COMPANY IN WEST VIRGINIA dumps tons of poison into the public water system, which provokes an annoyed response. The finger pointing and clean up commence, and yet, a month or two later,the problem lingers. Or, as latter day carpetbagger West Virginia Senator Jay Rockefeller intoned with upturned nose; "I wouldn't drink this water if somebody paid me." Of course, what Rockefeller ever did anything without being paid, or ever really needing to be paid? The guilty company, now in bankruptcy protection, didn't realize what was happening, it was an unfortunate mistake, and so forth. Tell it to a judge. Large incorporated business dumps waste into our environment to save money, world becomes dirtier. A yawningly familiar refrain, a staple of the industrrial revolution, until the advent of government intervention and regulation. Now, we are cleaning up, albeit belatedly. Hooray for us. As always, socialism rides to the rescue of capitalism, sure as Roy Rogers. But don't tell any blue blooded American conservative that government ever does anything but stifle business and prosperity. In a lot of places, like West Virginia, Roy didn't quite show up in time, or with enough sidekicks. Some folks are just plain resistant to anything having to do with government, including legislation protecting air, water, and land. On the upside, the longer West Virginian water tastes like licorice, the greater the furor, in West Virginia, and localities beyond the Blue Ridge, and the greater the chance that enough blue bloods will tire of licorice, that something will finally get done.