Everybody's gotta find a home sooner or later

Last week, while ranting about a significant piece real estate I was able to capture a few jarred thoughts.  Today I read some text which uncovered more emotions that lay within me in the same way that a seemingly quiet stream can contain a savage undercurrent.   This undercurrent was spawned from the un-mediated enactment of trespass upon my property - my domain - with neither consent nor due consideration.  In the days and weeks following this act, I sought to discover what value was added?  On reflection, I discovered that there was indeed some value added. 

The slap that I received when the sugar was replaced with the more addictive, additive enhanced pills, was a timely one.  It was certainly enough to make me start to ask questions and to seek the origins of my favoured sugary sweet.  What I discovered was that it wasn't the sugar to which I had become inclined to love but, instead the meat with which it is usually served!

I guess that the moral here is that, whether you accept it or not, ultimately, while you choose to eat for free, you are at the mercy of the host and, no-one should think themselves entitled to a free meal.