June 9, 2012
5 days after submitting a request for a room change, Jesse steals a black pen from me.
by Derrick J.
“Well do you need it?”
That is the question of a socialist–a thief! Someone who does not respect property rights, has no notion of earned wealth or labor. He lives dependent on a structure where others provide for his needs. At the cost of 50 cents, I have seen into the workings of a physically strong but morally weak man. How I pity those who steal, for their sins color everything they do and pervert their lives into ones which chase after shadows and smoke, wasting precious moments to labor constructively in favor of languishing in lethargy. I abhor this type of person for the behavior he exhibits, and in effect, the vibe he puts out. It is one lacking in self-respect. It is destructive and unsustainable. My ultimate wish for the remainder of my time here is that I no longer am forced to live with such an individual who has transformed himself into a beast who lives at the expense of those around him, for he wears on my humanity and brings me negativity. No, thank you. Fuck off now. Some days jail gets to me.
