"Near the window by which I write. a great bull is tethered by a ring in his nose. Grazing round and round he has wound his rope about the stake until now he stands a close prisoner, tantalised by the rich grass he cannot reach, unable even to toss his head to rid him of the flies that cluster on his shoulders.
It is no coincidence that his name has been all but erased from history. Barely one in a hundred works of 'economics' lists his name in the index, and of those few, most dismiss him as an obsolete agrarian reformer. 
Yet those who take the time to follow his reasoning, to study his proposals realise that if fully put into practise, the world would be transformed, giving birth to a personal and collective freedom the human race hasn't experienced since the invention of agriculture, several thousand years ago.
A freedom so long forgotten we no longer even have a word for it. For what passes as freedom today is a mere shadow of the real thing, a small, limited, conditional freedom granted us by those who rule over us. It is a double-edged freedom, that allows us to choose what we are offered, but not to make our own choosing, and not to complain when we have no choice. The freedom that turns and bites when we are unemployed, redundant, homeless or otherwise unnecessary to `society'.
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