I heard on the radio this morning that they have banned hunting with dogs in England. I am strangely saddened. Probably another example of how odd we Americans are idealizing things British. I’ve never seen the hunt. And if I did, I’d be rooting for the fox. But the idea that no longer will men and women in bright coats be able to pound across green hillsides following the baying of the hounds, blowing their horns and yelling “Tally-ho” and all the other images from books and movies… I’m sad. Of course, there will probably be people who ride out in defiance of the law. But it won’t be the same. The end of a centuries-old tradition. Why don’t they value their past anymore? Why do the animal-rights extremists get to win?