We’re tempted to answer, “Heck, no!” because freedom is so intoxicating. Who doesn’t want to be master of his own fate, without overseers to steal our wealth while forcibly preventing us from living where we choose, or practicing the profession we please, who compel us to go where we don’t want to, whether into prison or overseas to kill people with whom we’ve never quarreled?
And now comes Thanksgiving! A day of love and gratitude, food, family, and friends, with few of the pressures and most of the pleasures of Christmas. Even the weather exhilarates: neither too hot nor cold as the vestiges of autumn’s glory still cheer the forests and lade our tables.