Question

A stout old lady was walking with her basket down the middle of a stre Petrograd to the great
confusion of the traffic and with no small peril to herself. It was pointed ou her that the pavement
was the place for pedestrians, but she replied: 'I'm going to walk where! We've got liberty now. It
did not occur to the dear old lady that if liberty entitled the pedestrian to Ik down the middle of the
road, then the end of such liberty would be universal chaos. Everybody d be getting in everybody
else's way and nobody would get anywhere. Individual liberty would ha recome social anarchy.
There is a danger of the world getting liberty-drunk these days lik e old lady with the
basket, and
it is just as well to remind ourselves of what the rule of the road me it means that in order that the
liberties of all may be preserved, the liberties of everybody must be tailed. When the policeman, at
Piccadilly Circus steps into the middle of the road and puts out his d, he is the symbol not of tyranny
bụt of liberty. You may not think so. You may, being in a hurry, aneing your car pulled up by this
insolence of office, feel that your liberty has been outraged. How re this fellow interfere with your
free use of the public highway? Then if you are a reasonable pe you will reflect that if he did not
interfere with you, he would interfere with no one, and the re would be that Piccadilly Circus would
be a maelstrom that you would never cross at all. You have s tted to a curtailment of private liberty
in order that you may enjoy a social order which makes your sty a reality
Liberty is not a personal affair only but a social contract. It is an accommodation of interests. In
matters which do not touch anybody else's liberty, of course, I may be as free as I like. If I choose to go
down the road in a dressing-gown, who shall say me nay? You have the liberty to laugh at me, but I have
the liberty to be indifferent to you. And if I have a fancy for dyeing my hair, or waxing my moustache
(which heaven forbid), or wearing an overcoat and sandals, or going to bed late or getting up early,
shall follow my fancy and ask no man's permission. I shall not inquire of you whether I may eat mustard
with my mutton. And you will not ask me whether you may follow this religion or that, whether you may
prefer Ella Wheeler Wilcox to Wordsworth, or champagne to a shandy.
In all these and a thousand other details, you and I please ourselves and ask no one's leave. We
have a whole kingdom in which we rule alone, can do what we choose, be wise or ridiculous, harsh or
easy, conventional or odd. But directly we step out of that kingdom, our personal liberty of action​

Answer 1

Answer:

I don't know but I tell that answer with in 2days