In old England the Oak on your property belonged to the king. But if it fell over, you could have it. That is where the term "windfall" came from.
In old England the deer on your property belonged to the king. If you killed it, you were a poacher.

In the young America, the trees and deer on your property were yours.

Now the game department owns the deer on my property and the city requires a permit for me to trim or cut a tree. I have to submit a geological survey among other things.
Tyranny is back.

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -Ernest Hemingway
The man who makes no mistakes does not usually make anything.-- Edward John Phelps