Free agency can be found in the internet based free encylopedia, Wikipedia. It says that it is “in Latter Day Saint Theology as the name of the human capacity to make choices for themselves and to choice between right and wrong”
The same source suggests that choice consists of the mental process of thinking involved with the process of judging the merits of multiple options and selecting one of them.
On the Statue of Liberty the words of the poet Emma Lazarus says, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free”.
Breathe free seems to be the goal.
What a contrast to some many ways of life. It seems at first glance that extemes of the far right and left are very different. It seems or would be expected to find that these extremes would be in opposition. Then on the other hand they share something in common. The all lack the same thing. Agency is not found on the left or the right. Imagine that Fascism, Communism, Nazism, would seem to share something in common.
The same source suggests that choice consists of the mental process of thinking involved with the process of judging the merits of multiple options and selecting one of them.
On the Statue of Liberty the words of the poet Emma Lazarus says, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free”.
Breathe free seems to be the goal.
What a contrast to some many ways of life. It seems at first glance that extemes of the far right and left are very different. It seems or would be expected to find that these extremes would be in opposition. Then on the other hand they share something in common. The all lack the same thing. Agency is not found on the left or the right. Imagine that Fascism, Communism, Nazism, would seem to share something in common.
All expect it’s followers to following blindly. To be a follower of any of these extremes means that you must give up your "agency". The ultimate of totalitarianism is to have the followers follow without thought.
Agency allows other thoughts to exist. Seperation of Church and State divides those that expect blind obediance from those that choose.
Enter our land and find these words at the base of the Statue of Liberty.
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame,
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame,
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore,
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
by Emma Lazarus, New York City, 1883
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