Some people want the freedom to say what they want however vile and not to be shunned. This is an absurd wish. As we venerate those who express themselves in elevated and kindly fashion, so we despise and disparage those who give voice to uncouth and hateful opinions.
A novel by Ayn Rand speculates that if all the millionaires withdrew into the woods (I haven’t read it and never will) then society would suffer. I doubt the millionaires could get the other millionaires to fall in line — is no loan millionaire soft-hearted to the unhealthy? Has no plutocrat a poet chum? But if it happened those millionaires have no freedom, clapped as they are in prison by the gaze of their fellow ideologically-minded millionaires.
Philosopher NIETZSCHE posited the strong oppressed by the weak, their noble leopard hearts drawn to Earth by multiple strands of compassion and pity. But if the weak are able to catch these Leopard-Men with their multiple spider webs of pity then good for them, say I, and so should Nietzsche too. (A Pole among the Prussians Nietzsche may have had more hearts up his sleeve than his brother-in-law imagined).
Let the strong labor to make things nicer for the weak or let them lift weights in the forest.
Whence this mind-brothy adulation of the freedom? Cherish we free verse, free jazz, or the free flowing of SEWAGE through our living rooms?
No. The unprejudiced mind will report honestly the obviousest of adages, viz.:
The worst things done in history have been done by free people. Tyrants, cruel cult-leaders, monstrous popes all did as they felt appropriate and others suffered.
Many a man has put in an honest day’s work only to have his pay withheld. Why? I feel otherwise says the cheating boss man.
No men were more free than the holders of slaves. They could do as they wished to their chattels and give vent to murderous and rapining impulses at will.
If history has taught as anything it is that freedom unchecked brings countless mischiefs in its wake. Let those tempted to give voice to these foolish philosophies think twice: once before thinking such vain moonshine, and once before expressing sentiments likely to give succor to the most mean and unappealing streak in the human brain. As luck would have it they need not think three times before acting because almost to a soul these spouters of nonsense are themselves powerless. The fantasy of total freedom is a will-o-the-wisp rising illusively above the swamp of an unfree being.