Serfs didn’t own the firewood they chopped to keep from freezing to death in ancient and medieval times. If we are to return to kind of a Super Feudalism, under the Trillionaire Aristocracy, then we will own no reactors, either.
Scene from Becket. King Henry is soaked in a rain storm...Goes to a hovel..
Henry: “Warmth! Give me fire and warmth!”
Becket: You will find no fire here sire. Every hovel is allowed two measures of wood a year. One stick more and they are hanged.
Henry: My edict?
Becket: Your edict sire.