by Hal Herring
Few hunters and fishermen that I talk with these days are aware that the United States no longer has an effective Clean Water Act. We go along, hunting the ducks and geese, fishing the rivers, drinking the water from our faucets at home, and swimming with our children, content in the knowledge that our country would never allow something like the seething stink of China’s once mighty Yangtze River, or the feculent Ganges of India, or the brazenly-poisoned industrial effluent rivers of our neighbors in Mexico.
And we go along in the happy, contented ignorance of small children who never question where the groceries come from, or why the house is warm and dry. It just is.
Until it isn’t.