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Snaking our way toward legal consistency

Perhaps we should attach no significance to the fact that the 3-foot alligator found in Hamilton County last Friday night was walking southbound on I-69.

It may just be germane, though, that Fort Wayne’s city fathers and mothers – no, wait, there are no women on the City Council – passed, in their infinite wisdom, a very tough ordinance prohibiting possession of dangerous animals without a permit. Possibly this alligator’s owner, mindful of the penalties he risked by merely possessing such a creature, set the reptile on the road to Noblesville with instructions never to come back.

It should be noted that officials also were searching for an 8-foot boa constrictor recently in Noblesville. There is no evidence at all that that creature had ever been to Fort Wayne.

Actually, there are state laws that also prohibit possession of such dangerous pets.

Imagine if Hoosier lawmakers were a tenth as tough on possession of guns as they are on possession of rattlesnakes, Gila monsters and grizzly bears.

But then, we’ve never seen a car with a bumper sticker reading, “You’ll Get My Bengal Tiger When You Pry Him Out Of My Cold, Dead Fingers.”