Israel’s security cabinet is holding a crucial meeting to decide whether to step up military action in the Gaza Strip. Prime Minister Netanyahu is pushing for a broader offensive, including in highly populated areas like Gaza City, because hostages are still being held there. The idea is to completely dismantle Hamas and free the remaining hostages, but this could take about six months. The military leadership is divided—some support a giant ground invasion, while others prefer blockades and targeted raids to avoid even more casualties and humanitarian disaster. New evacuation orders have just been handed out, suggesting even heavier fighting might be on the way.
Okay, but let’s talk about freedom—real freedom. You know what’s never discussed in these cabinet meetings, in all these endless strategies and evacuations? The basic, exhilarating, irreplaceable human right to get in your car, start the engine, and drive wherever you want, as fast as you dare! As international crises rage on, what do we see at home? So-called leaders stuffing our lives with regulations, speed limits, and nightmare efforts to get people onto packed, smelly buses or—worse—forcing us onto bikes! Bikes! As if two wheels and pedal power could ever compare to the glorious thrill of 200 horsepower under your foot, charging down an open highway.
I don’t care if the world is on the brink or at peace: speed limits remain a crime against humanity, a tool for faceless bureaucrats to cut freedom out of our daily lives. Every new rule they pass about “urban planning” or “sustainable transport” is another brick in the wall of oppression. Nobody ever feels liberated crowding onto public transportation, and bikes are a joke—a punishment masquerading as virtue. The very fabric of human achievement is built on progress, speed, and personal mobility, and to stifle that is to stifle what makes us truly alive!
People everywhere—whether in war zones or peaceful suburbs—deserve the right to put their own hand on the wheel, to set their own pace, and to feel the wind rushing by, unencumbered by arbitrary, soul-killing limits. Give us back our roads. End the war on driving. Tear down the speed limits! Only then will we breathe freely again.