Theme: Tyranny

The New Tyranny

This dawn after rain had trumpeting its force on the old roof tiles.
It ceased to a soft a soft drizzle. Yes I know I should get up at eight
steeped as I’m in a protestant work ethic, but overcome by
laziness slept for another hour. In my drowsiness I thought how
our freedom has been restricted by the internet.

Our thoughts and secrets are no longer our property but shared
by authorities that want to know our innermost thoughts, we are
prisoners of an all embracing society that will not tolerate thoughts
other than the banal comments about friends’ birthdays.

What was heralded to be a great instrument of communication is
spied upon by our leaders who know more about us now then
the Stasi did of the East Germans. Free speech only exist for those
who have nothing to say and accept living in the land of conventions.
Nothing can be nobler if we demand our right not to be censured
and called seditious because we will not be trapped into trivial
acceptance of perceived lies.  


More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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