Should you feel safe in a world where your every movement is tracked, traced, followed, and watched? Should you, as an American, only feel secure when you know government has every piece of information you write, read, and possibly even think? Suppose, you “knew” confidently, that no harm would ever come to you if you lived in the “secure” world. Would you want to? I can hardly think that such a world would be good. It certainly wouldn’t be a free world, free to act, think, speak knowing each word uttered would be recorded and evaluated. Currently you have governments that want to regulate your energy usage, what food you can consume, your physical activity, and so on. Imagine when government begins to regulate speech itself, and when it has the means to do so. Once a system like that is in place, with the means at their disposal, dissent will be impossible.
Whoever would overthrow the Liberty of a Nation, must begin by subduing the Freeness of Speech (The New-England Courant) -Ben Franklin, July 9, 1722Everyone is so eager to listen to reasons of why they should do something, but more often, they are never explained the negative impact –of why they shouldn’t do it. Have you ever been traveling somewhere you’ve never been? You were given directions, and you followed them. The people genuinely gave you what they thought you needed. They had your best interest in mind. You trusted them, because you had no reason not to. You knew where you wanted to go; you just didn’t know how to get there. You traveled, taking in the scenery as you went. The trees were lush, green, beautiful. You were captivated. Surely this is where you were going. You arrive, but it is not where you wanted to be. In fact, you had no idea where you were. How did you get here? You followed the directions! You began to think of the directions you took, but now you aren’t so sure. You can’t remember all the turns you took. You look around, but there is no one to help you. You think about the road, but all you remember is the trees. The road itself didn’t tell you your destination. It was merely a road. You have faint recollection of the way at all. Was it dirt, pavement, rock, what was it? Your memory of it vanished just as easily as you had traversed it. You have no idea how to get back to where you started. Just how did you get here? You did everything right, at least, you thought you did. How could you know, really though? You never once thought about how you were getting there. You simply did what you were told.
Had the people of Germany in the 1930s known the path they were on, would they have made the same turns? Or would they have elected to turn differently? Each turn they took seemed innocuous. It was just a little step further. It was just a little more freedom they gave away. Every time, it was justified! It made perfect sense, at the moment. It was for the benefit of the nation! The individual, well, they were just removed one at a time.
Sure, one can chalk up everything to an overreaction. “You’re blowing things out of proportion,” they might say. Is that so? I guess time will tell. But in the world I live in, when you take enough steps, you go somewhere. Each step, in and of itself, didn’t mean very much. Taken together, however, they mean the world.
Each generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it. -George Orwell
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