After watching some YouseTube on HOAs, I have gained some perspective. In simple words, here is what freedom means to me:
You are free to make choices that you feel are in the best interest of your well being, and I am free to disagree with you and try to convince you otherwise.
Also, I am free to disassemble three vintage El Caminos in my driveway, and you are free to complain about the mess, and criticize me for installing stroker engine that subtracts, not adds, to the value. And, you are free to invite me to your birthday barbecue on Saturday, and I am free to give you my best wishes, and then complain about your choice in beer.
My freedom doesn’t predate or preclude yours. We are in this life together, so let’s go, Brandon!