As I'm sure our (four) regular readers have noticed, I'm not such a fan of the shibboleth of "America is the freest land ever!" Familiar readers (we do love you) will note that I've often pointed to various things which make others in other countries -- freedom to marry, freedom to not get sick, etc.
However, this past week, I was in London for my best mate's wedding (and my meditations on weddings soon) and one critical measure of freedom was suddenly drawn to my attention.
In the UK, you can walk down the street drinking a beer.
If that's not freedom, I don't know what is.