Man and Motive

In jail we have a thing called commissary which I’m able to purchase at $20 per week. Not much but can be the difference between hunger pangs and enough calories. A couple of weeks ago when moved to medium my new cellmate was a 30 year old infant. After five days he moved cells and then two days later when I got my commissary I went outside to pray and he stole my commissary while my new cellmate slept. For $11 of food he set the value of his soul. I think that cheap but I also think 5 million is cheap in my case and 3 trillion is cheap in Fannie Mae’s case. I was supposed to kick his ass for this crime. I thought this response though a good exercise for old boxing skills was an offer to sell my soul cheap. Those who have already condemned me think I got my just reward on a small seal but then again I think your opinions free tokens of a cheap soul. I think all of us whether in a challenge of a mortgage contract or agency or fiduciary relationship have countless opportunity to sell ourselves cheap. Don’t’ let cheap bureaucrats or banksters set the values for your soul; let the cheap fiends live on a plane you never visit. Don’t make them effective when they attempt to convert your honor in search of truth into a cheap definition. They can only view honor from the dishonor that resides in their soul. Like this place which reeks of guilty air I don’t have to breathe it in. You have the power to choose and live in honor, a real value; don’t sell it cheap!