Artistic Freedom

Imagine a world where everybody is white, everybody has blue eyes and blond hair. Imagine a world where everybody has a pair of shiny, black shoes, a pair of black pants, a white shirt and a red tie. Imagine a world where everybody drives a sickly green, Volvo, reads exactly the same book, newspaper, watches exactly the same tedious, television program. Imagine a world where everybody heads for exactly the same holiday destination, at precisely the same time. Imagine a world where everybody eats the same food, drinks the same drink, listens to the same music, laughs at the same boring, old joke. Imagine a world where everybody goes to bed at 9 p.m., sleeps and wakes up at 6 a.m., begins work at 9 a.m., finishes again at 5 p.m., comes home to rest, eat, watch that same tedious, television program, shower, clean their teeth and say goodnight between 8:30 p.m. and 8:55 p.m. so they can be in bed again by 9 p.m.

Imagine a world where the Government knows everything about you, has your life intricately mapped out from birth to present, knows exactly where you are, each and every second of the day. Imagine a world where the Government has full control of every aspect of your life. Secret eyes deviously follow your every move like shadows in the close of day; study the monotony of your daily routine, ready to pounce with weapons of destruction, should you unexpectedly have a thought of your own. Imagine one nation; one currency, one religion; one belief. Imagine no birthdays, no Easter, no Christmas, no childish laughter, nothing. I wouldn’t want to live in a world like that.

On September 1st, 1939, Germany invaded Poland and two days later, Britain and France declared war on Germany. We all know the outcome of World War 2 and we all know that without an American intervention, Germany could well have won the war. Had that been the case, I wouldn’t be sitting here right now, writing to you with my super strong coffee by my side. On December 7th, 1942, everything changed. It is estimated that around seventy-two million people died during World War 2, twenty-five million being Military related. Eleven million Jews were put to death. It’s difficult to imagine what it must have been like. Those human beings being sent to their deaths, being forced to work and to die in concentration camps. It’s hard to imagine the fear within the eyes of those brave soldiers, who fought so hard for our freedom. The sacrifices they made must never be forgotten!

Because of their sacrifice, I can sit here with you. My coffee is black and strong enough to put hairs on any chest. I can choose my religion, can choose my clothing; can choose what books to read, newspapers to read, programs to watch. I can choose my way of life. I am a free man, free because of an immeasurable sacrifice. I am free to write as I feel fit. I have artistic freedom.

Gavin Hill

6 thoughts on “Artistic Freedom

  1. My mind followed your description, and I admit: I do not like the idea of us, human, being the same. And thank God for the differencess among human.
    Well done, Gavin!

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