At what point do we lose our freedom? When are we forced to admit that our lives are not our own anymore? It doesn’t happen at once, it is a progression of losses that, in themselves, are not perceived as losses. Each time another aspect of our lives is monitored, we accept it as a necessary step. Perhaps we feel that our security requires that small intrusion. There is a point at which we realize what we’ve lost. At some point, the weight of all we’ve given away becomes too much to deny, and we suddenly see everything as a whole. It’s horrifying to look back over the years and remember what used to be, what should still be, what may never be again.
I’m not saying that you should protest the county putting a speed limit sign on your property. What we should do is realize that each small submission is part of the larger patterns of our society. Some changes are beneficial, others are not. Our burden is to discern the difference and act when we see our society intruding on our personal freedom.
We each reach our limit at different times and under different circumstances. Don’t criticize your neighbor too much for protesting something they feel is important, you may well find yourself in a similar position before long. Society only changes in big chunks when enough people reach their limit of quiescence at the same time. You may find yourself marching down the street arm in arm with that kooky conspiracy theorist some day.