The new laws whisper:
You don't know who you are
You're mistaken about yourself
We know better than you do what you consist of, what labels apply to you, which facts about you are important and which are worthless
This has to be the most eloquent piece of writing I've ever read about the death of civil liberties in the UK. Mister Pullman is to be applauded.
Pass it on.
No longer to be found on the Times Website, but the text can be found here.
This beautiful piece of prose also shows up in this search of the Times website, but the link returns a 404.