the land of the lock: Oct 02, 2010 I think we often dream of the childhood,the simple and happy life. As we grow up,we have a lock not only in our home but also in our heart. In my childhood,it was our custom to leave the front door on the latch at night,the last one in for the evening would close up.and we play with each other ,regardless of everything.We are bathed in trustness. However,those days are over.It has been replaced by dead-bolt locks,electronic alarm systems and trip wires hooked up to a place station or private guard firm.Many suburban families have sliding class doors on their patios,with steel bars elegantly built in so no one can pry the doors open. The lock has been the new symbol of our life.Yes,it is the insurance companys that pay for the stolen goods,but who is going to pay for the new atmosphere of distrust and fear is doing to our way of life?Who is going to make the phychic payment for the transformation of the world from the land of the Free to the land of the Lock? Maybe it is the reason why so many people want to go back to the childhood.We have became prisoners of ourselves,all of us prisoners.