Dear Asshole who stole plants from our garden... you are cool. That's what you wanted to hear, right? Let me guess, you're a pseudo-anarchist, validated by a swarm of crusty d-bags who encourage a genre of self-righteous urban survivalism which includes "reclaiming" plants from in front of rich peoples' kitchen windows to really sock it to the Man. Well, here's what you actually did. You stole plants from my place, home of large ant and black mold populations, where we rent month to month, where my unemployment runs out this week, where my two roommates bust their asses at less-than-satisfying jobs. Among the plants you took was a Polish tomato given to me by a kind elderly lady that very day. See, our garden is a place where my roommates, our loved ones, and I share a bit of community in the city, and where we make an attempt at covering some or our food costs rather than supporting corporate farming. In your little venture to proclaim your superiority over the trappings of capitalist society, you really just obstructed people who were actually succeeding at that very goal. Way to let your ego obscure your ideals...