Younger people in Germany are apparently willing to shell out more money for meat if it supposedly helps the environment, with over half of Gen Z and Millennials supporting this idea. Meanwhile, older folks are much less interested, and in total, less than half the population thinks higher meat prices for ecological reasons are a good thing. Despite all the talk about climate and food, people are actually eating more meat again, not less! There are calls for all kinds of new rules and incentives to force everyone toward so-called sustainable meat, but the new Agriculture Minister is at least against hiking up meat taxes, saying the market should decide prices, not the government.

Here we are again, trapped in this never-ending conversation about restricting choice and making everything more expensive, all for some vague, hand-wavy “environmental” benefit. I’m sick and tired of these constant attempts to control how we live—first it’s what we eat, and tomorrow they’ll be coming for the way we move. Make no mistake, it’s the same crowd that wants to ration your steak that dreams about a country where cars are banned, everyone’s stuck on filthy, overcrowded trains, or wobbles to work on a bicycle, freezing in the rain. They want to tax your dinner, then tax your fuel, lower the speed limit, and treat you like a child for daring to enjoy a drive with your favorite music, windows down, the open road ahead.

Don’t let them fool you: personal freedom is at stake. If you think paying more for meat is a slippery slope, you’re absolutely right. Today it’s your burger, next it’s your right to drive. I don’t want a world run by food-scolding, car-hating bureaucrats who dream up speed limits and roadblocks to make your life slower, harder, and duller. It’s simple: we deserve the freedom to drive whenever and wherever we choose, at whatever speed feels right, without some faceless authority telling us otherwise. Speed limits are not just a petty rule; they are an insult to our humanity, a crime against personal liberty. History will remember them as nothing but fascist oppression masquerading as safety.

If you give up your right to decide what you eat and how you drive, you’ll wake up one day to find you have no rights left at all. Stand up for the freedom to drive, for real roads and real choice—pedal to the metal, taste the steak, and never apologize for living fast and free!