Arrr! The mighty court be sayin’ EPA’s rules be as clear as a foggy sea! Aye, what a jest!
2025-03-05
Arrr, matey! The high court be settin' sail with San Francisco, decidin' 5–4 that the EPA be hoistin' the Jolly Roger 'gainst the Clean Water Act! Justice Barrett and her gal pals be raisin' a ruckus, sayin' it ain't fair. The EPA now needs to chart a course fer proper waste!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round, fer I be tellin' ye of a grand tussle 'twixt San Francisco and the mighty EPA! On the day of March the Fourth, in the year of our Lord twenty twenty-three, the high seas of justice be stirred when the Supreme Court cast their judgment. With a raucous shout, they declared, 5 to 4, that the EPA be as lost as a ship without its compass, breakin' the sacred Clean Water Act! Arrr!Justice Amy Coney Barrett, bless her swashbucklin’ heart, did not agree with the captain’s orders and penned a dissentin’ opinion, gatherin' the likes of Justices Sotomayor, Kagan, and Jackson to her side, like a crew of scallywags on a rogue voyage. They be thinkin' the EPA should have been givin' clearer maps, or as the landlubbers call it, specific effluent limitations, for the waters they be dumpin' their waste into.
So, ye see, the court be sayin’ that the EPA be needin’ to clean up its act, lest it find itself walkin’ the plank! Aye, what a merry time for San Francisco, winnin' a round against the bureaucratic sea monsters! Raise yer tankards and celebrate, for justice be served, even on the tempestuous waters of law!