Inspiring
The people I know who value freedom the most are those who've been without it at some point in their lives, like friends from Russia or Cuba. From the WSJ:
From Forever Flowing, by Russian novelist Vasily Grossman (1970):
I used to think freedom was freedom of speech, freedom of the press, freedom of conscience. But freedom is the whole life of everyone. Here is what it amounts to: you have to have the right to sow what you wish to, to make shoes or coats, to bake into bread the flour ground from the grain you have sown, and to sell it or not sell it as you wish; for the lathe operator, the steelworker, and the artist it's a matter of being able to live as you wish and work as you wish and not as they order you to. And in our country there is no freedom--not for those who write books nor for those who sow grain nor for those who make shoes.







I remember in 1968, a soc studies teacher telling us what was going on in the villages of Russia.
Crid [CridComment at gmail] at March 12, 2012 5:39 PM
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