The problem of free will. We had no say in who we are, what our character is, and where our upbringing has pushed us. We glide on a slide down to our end, and only the wiggle room between the sides of the slide gives us the impression that we have free will.

We will no longer condemn each other for having red hair, being gay, or being a woman. One day, we will no longer condemn each other for our other traits. There will no longer be a right way to live, and the only boundary will be the freedom of others to live their lives fitting the way they are. Society will no longer blame the drunken driver; it will only take away their driver’s license in the same way that someone with a contagious disease gets quarantined. Life will still not be fair, but our political way of living is no longer up for debate; it will have no value and should be contested in the same way we contest our choice of clothing. 

People who don’t believe in free will will see a future like this. And where is the choice to make this change in you and society, you might ask? It has to be similar to the process of emancipating women. It will go slowly, but people will accept it over time, and no one person or idea will tip the scale.