A sclerotic gridlock of four by fours creeps across the city. I peek through armoured glass at round eyed battery children, snug and overfed in their school run, steel cocoon. Yippee! Lessons are out and they’re on their way to freedom - Playstation or Internet, music lesson, homework, supervised sport and TV.
Maybe someone should start a Children Liberation Front, wrench open the car doors, drag them out, and turn them loose to run and jump and shout like we did, and most important, to do it away from adult supervison. Unless we do, how will the stunted wretches ever learn to run their lives?
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