How sweet. How nice. My government wants to make sure of something. Or other. Or everything. Wonderful. There was a time, yes children, there was a time indeed when men were free. They could go outside into their incredible speeding machines. No one knew where they were going. And when they got back, no one knew where they had been. Settle down children, yes, our sweet and nice government can control and command now. No longer do our betters have to consider where we are. And it is indeed wonderful. But do not forget, oh children of our future, that women once were free too.