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The definition of online freedom has been depressingly constricted over the last thirty years.

You have surely heard that your search results on Google (with 92 percent share of the search market) reflect not your curiosities and needs but someone or something else’s views on what you need to know. That’s hardly a secret.  

And on Facebook, you are likely inundated by links to official sources to correct any errors you might carry in your head, as well as links to corrections to posts as made by any number of fact-checking organizations.  

You have likely also heard of YouTube videos being taken down, apps deleted from stores, and accounts being canceled across a variety of platforms.  

You might have even adjusted your behavior in light of all of this. It is part of the new culture of Internet engagement. The line you cannot cross is invisible. You are like a dog with an electric shock collar. You have to figure it out on your own, which means exercising caution when you post, pulling back on hard claims that might shock, paying attention to media culture to discern what is sayable and what is not, and generally trying to avoid controversy as best you can in order to earn the privilege of not being canceled.  

I have just read something I wrote 4 years ago. It is the anniversary of my little Jack's departure from this world in 2022.    He was nearly 18 years old.  

June is a very important month . My birthday coming up too , Mr Redhead's birthday as well, and a 74th wedding anniversary ( if he was still with me to share it). But we made 65 years together. My dear little Jack Russell departed this world on the 1st June , and I visited the RSPCA and took home my 2 Manx cats on the 4th June. 2 years ago. Those very ones that so kindly wake me every morning around 4.45 am !

When I re read it, it made me realize that while things have changed, (we are no longer restricted in movement , people are able to visit .. and those dreadful masks have gone) .. except of course by the criminals.

But instead of confined to homes, the homes have been stolen from some people and they are reduced to caravans and tents .   Jobs have been lost and can you name one person in Australia that has not had a member of their family or a close friend who has not suffered some dire ailment from the "jab".    

As the days pass, I increasingly think the world has gone mad. 

Mad. Insane. Where Reason has popped off the perch and idiocy has entered the room and is now holding court.

Just look at what has happened in New York today..... Trump was convicted, on the "evidence" from a lawyer, who was convicted of fraud, being finance violations and tax and bank fraud, hardly, what anyone could describe, as a plausible and reliable, witness.

" Trump's biggest mistake in office was to go soft on his enemies.

He thought he could negotiate his way out of the swamp.

Not so. You can't negotiate your way out of a Swamp. You have to drain it, give it a deep clean and start again. "

Games with levelized guesses don’t take all the hidden costs into account

Prize of the day for national policy research goes to Nick Cater, who managed to ridicule our billion-dollar national science agency, the CSIRO, with a newspaper column.

The CSIRO put out a report proclaiming that nuclear power would be impossible before 2040 and cost “twice as much” as renewables. But Nick Cater just compared electricity in New South Wales to Finland to prove their 129 pages of modeled costs were wrong:

Finland’s clean, Green nuclear power a lesson for Labor

On Saturday….  Electricity generation in NSW was releasing 750g of carbon into the atmosphere per megawatt hour of electricity. In Finland, it was 35g.

Once upon a time in the land of OUR country, freedom was a rare commodity. 

The citizens were bound by countless rules, regulations, and, worst of all, forms. There were forms to fill in, forms to let us sleep, and even forms to dream. Dreaming without proper authorisation could lead to severe penalties, including being sentenced to fill out more forms.

In the heart of OUR Country lived Bob, a rather jovial and friendly man who had grown tired of the endless paperwork. One particularly dreary Monday, Bob found himself buried under a pile of reports. As he sifted through them, he stumbled upon a peculiar form labeled “Application for Freedom.” Intrigued, he read the fine print:

Anarchy often gets a bad rap. Images of burning buildings, rampant lawlessness, and a general sense of "uh-oh" tend to dominate the narrative.

But let’s put down our pitchforks and Molotov cocktails for a moment and consider the potential upsides of anarchy. 

After all, every cloud has its silver lining, and every chaotic free-for-all has its perks. Just imagine? No more bureaucratic red tape. 

Ah, bureaucracy,  the bane of modern existence. Forms in triplicate, waiting lines longer than a Tolkien novel, and rules so convoluted that they make calculus look like finger painting. But in anarchy, guess what? No more red tape! Want to build a treehouse without a permit? Go right ahead. Feel like setting up a lemonade stand without a business license? Be my guest. The world is your oyster – shuck it however you please.

Just imagine a world ruled by Anarchy........ and compare it with a world ruled by modern government.