It seems to me that people have far less freedom than they tend to imagine. Whenever you choose one thing rather than something else, you do so for a reason, and that reason, to a great extent, dictates your conclusion. You may argue, ‘But I can choose whatever I like’, but then it would be your personal preferences that make the decision for you, and you have little control over what you like and dislike. You could argue, ‘I choose in accordance with what I think and believe’, but why would you think or believe one thing rather than something else? There will be a reason for this, and this reason guides you, even railroads you, to a particular conclusion. However deeply you investigate why you choose the things you choose, you find layer upon layer of reasons. ‘Freedom’ is ever elusive. It seems we are each a Frankenstein creation of our own upbringing and experiences.