Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death
March 19, 2009
I decided to write about Human Freedom for my midterm after wavering between several topics.
For years I have this love-hate relationship with assignments. I love the process of it, the thinking and digging into humanity and various text, the looking to find stories behind all those dusty books. I also hate the feeling of fear, fear of failing, not being able to match up, not earning an A.
Last Sunday I challenged my kids to think deeper when they fail and when they get hurt. What is the cause of it? Is it really the bad grade or insult from friend? what is behind all those causes? was it I, myself that’s hurting me? the fear of rejecting, the sadness from not being able to be recognized, the sore of feeling not good enough, we interact with the world, perceive what happened, internalize it, and the interaction sometimes creates poison.
I’m here to talk about freedom, not writing a paper.
“Free was the single most common adjective used”.
are we really free? what is the meaning of freedom? we are bounded within a set of rules of culture, limitation of our nature, power of hegemony. so where is freedom. If freedom is to be able to choose what we want to choose, we have limited amount of choices. maybe sometimes we don’t want to choose, but we have to because we don’t have any other choice… does that mean, humanity does not have the option for complete liberty since human are living within the boundary of its universal culture and nature?
