Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Want some freedom fries with that?

If only freedom could be upsized with an order from Micky Dees. We in the west are sold on this concept called "freedom" and that we ought to defend it with all our might. Some would make a connection with 9/11 and this post because it is loosely inspired by Freedom. Perhaps my thoughts have been shaped with the endless amass of media coverage of some vague event in history that really needs to be put to rest.

Time to move on I say. Sure it is a tragic event, not too dissimilar to countless others in history, only a tad smaller in comparison. Tiny perhaps. However the farcical association with attacks on freedom is more than just a little bit absurd. Defenders of freedom. Freedom warriors. One need only cast their minds back in the not so distant past where other attacks on freedom were countered. Nagasaki. Hiroshima. Two names that are associated with freedom. Lest we forget! Indeed!

One can almost smell the stench of the absurd frying up in a vat of lard. You want some freedom fries with that Sir? Yeah gimme some of those tasty morsels. Gotta have me freedom!

Can start a flame war here. Probably have ASIO knocking at my door with my cynical ranting.
But why sir?
In the name of freedom son!

We are fighting for freedom but more of our precious freedoms are being taking away from us. Not form some alien force but by the very inside we are purposively trying to protect.

Like I said I'm having a rant. I just sometimes wonder where the axes of evil really resides. A world wide war is being fought because of an event. Some foreign force is threatening us? Or is the threat coming from inside the corridors of power? Next door? Shh! Maybe we can hear em plotting away. Pfft. Don't have to...The plot is sold to us right here in our lounge rooms.

Do you want some freedom fries with that?

Freedom! What is it? Define it? Is it free trade agreements in a "global" market? Is it a wide screen TV? Is it a 6 litre tank parked in your driveway? Is it the 200 dollars worth of hydrocarbons to run it? Is it commuting day in day out to a desk with a million other like minded souls? Is it believing the unbelievable? Is it going to the multiplex and puchasing those (...insert brand name...) shoes, tops, bottoms? Is it in a sweat shop, working twelve hours a day for a dollar? Is it having the four bedroom, double story, twin garage on a quarter acre block in the suburbs dream? Is it in the fossil fuels required to fulfill the dream? Is it the 25 year debt to multinationals? Is it worth one life? Two lives? A million lives? Is it the 50 hours a week you spend at work away from family and friends? Is it.....?

IS it the millions that do not have what we have?

Do you want freedom fries with that?

How much do they cost?

Are we really free?

I am just like you. Yes I want those freedom fries. But am I deluding myself into believing those freedom fries cost only a small amount extra. Perhaps at the end of the day, all I am doing is buying an illusion.

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