Nobody likes a snitch...

Going undercover seems to be a lucrative career choice these days. Its kind of 'funny' how our tax dollars continue to bite us back in the butt. A decision I have made recently is, I refuse to allow snitches and bullies to get the best of me. The best of me is based in truth and truth shines brighter that any tools of interrogation.
I consulted The Essential Gandhi. I opened the book and came upon exactly what I was looking for.
Gandhi writes, "...The best and the quickest way of getting rid of [the]corroding and degrading Secret Service is for us to make a final effort to think everything aloud, have no privileged conversations with any soul on earth and cease to fear the spy. We much ignore his presence and treat everyone as a friend entitled to know all our thoughts and plans. I know I have achieved most satisfactory results from evolving the boldest of my plans in broad daylight. I have never lost a minute's peace for having a detective by my side. The public may not know I have been shadowed throughout my stay in India. That has not only not worried me but I have even taken friendly services from these gentlemen, many have apologized for having to shadow me. As a rule what I have spoken in their presence has already been published to the world. The result is that now I do not even notice the presence of these men and I do not know that the Government is much the wiser for having watched my movements through its secret agency... Removal of secrecy brings about the full disappearance of the Secret Service without further effort..." Young India, December 22, 1920.
Ok, so maybe I haven't learned yet how to find a place in my heart for snitches. But I do feel some sense of self-aggrandizement that I am higher on the totem pole of enlightenment than 'they' are.

Here's a more recent article on snitches among us.
http://www.commondreams.org/news2004/0211-03.htm