How do you want to live your life that is now prohibited?
Aside from what I already mentioned, I'd like to take target practice with a suppressor on the end of my weapon, so I don't annoy my neighbors. I'd like to plant some corn and not have to worry about the wind blowing some Monsanto GM seed into the field and then being sued for theft by Monsanto. I want to kill that pesky insect, not enrich it's environment, Cut my own trees for firewood and building; clear weeds and brush to reduce the forest fuel load, without getting permission from the king. I don't want to worry that the Forest Service is considering blockading the only access road to my property, just because it passes through a newly-designated roadless area. I'd like to not worry about some bureaucrat arbitrarly deciding that my land is worth so much that I can't afford the tax and end up being run off it. I'd like to establish my own stream buffer zone, based upon what I know about my land and the stream, instead of what some government flunky, who's never seen the place, says I should establish. Build a storage shed without a permit. I'd like to drill my own well and not have to worry about someone from the government attaching a meter to it, and charging me for my own water. If I need some help, I'd like to be able to hire some, without being forced into becoming a collection agent for the IRS. Shoot, I'd like to walk to town without having to carry ID.
Is there anything wrong with that? It isn't much but, for each of those wants, there's someone in government, at some level, saying no, no, no. As each day passes, I see that simple, subsistance life I desire, receeding further and further, while the black cloud of government and a sick society encroaches, pushing ever deeper into the little bit of space I reserve for myself and my family.