What is the value of personal freedom?
To a person who has none, possibly everything. The ability to walk down a sandy beach. The ability to search for employment that is pleasing. The ability to read, write, listen to and speak words that hold truth for oneself. The ability to freely travel between countries. The ability to marry a person of one's choice, create a family and a home. The ability to expand one's knowledge and engage in meaningful dialogue. The ability to question one's government, as granted by the amendments to the Constitution, and to be free from search or seizure without probable cause.
How much we daily take for granted.
Three distinct events in the past week tweaked the grounding upon which I measure my personal freedoms. The first drew from what seemed a harmless e-mail I received from a friend, a tasteless joke about makeup that included an image of the president. Laughable, but not serious, except that one of the recipient's in my friends broadcast mailing took offense. He accused my friend of propagating the "dirty work of the left," and my friend leans about as much to the right as anyone I know.