Human nature melts in the grip of authority

School essay

“I am an antichrist, I am anarchist” – Sex Pistols sang 30 years ago. The gold age of punks came and went by, but the ideas stayed in songs and memories about people like Sid Vicious or Joey Ramone.
According to the dictionary, anarchy – “No rulership or enforced authority”. To half of my friends it’s they way they live. They don’t believe in rules, they don’t believe in auhority – they believe in themselves and they believe in people.
Anarchy can be pressed into the frames only by dictionary or political science text book; anarchists themselves would describe it as freedom to expose them and their own feelings and not follow dumb authorities (and usually thinking of majority, because mostly people understand anarchy as primitive and dirty thing).
Rules thrust people in narrow world-simplifying frames. I had an opportunity to hear authority people mixing anarchists with dirt, because only pigs live under anarchy (and such honourable animals as wolves – even they have a leader), but it seems that they themselves have lost something many people doesn’t have too – humanity. Because if a human is the most perfect creation (but mistakes happen even in perfect things), why does he have to be harnessed into the carriage of rules and drag it the way everyone drags? Because not always the opinion of everyone is right; not always the most famous celebrities are the most tallented ones and not all bestsellers were worth something.
The world can’t be turned all to be anarchistic, like all bad books can’t be burned. Anarchists have their own rules; they don’t believe in authority. Not every bird can survive placed in a cage; not every human can survive in cages which were made by masterful hands of authorities.