Freedom isn't safe, friends. It isn't supposed to be.

I watched Watership Down with my daughters tonight. My husband thinks it's about rabbits, so he fell asleep halfway in. But it isn't about rabbits. It's about freedom. It's better to be on the outside, where I can recognize my enemy. He's the one with the claws and the sharp teeth, the one trying to kill me. I know what my response should be. I run. But in here, in the warren, my enemy pretends to be my friend. My government pretends to be my protector.

Oh, and that song... Bright Eyes... It's my favorite. But that's another post...