|Title||A Product Like Any Other|
|Date||March the 27th, 1893|
Transcript: The truth is, I don’t have a lot of time for all that “prophecy” nonsense. I tell you, belief is... is just a commodity. Old Comstock, well, he does produce. But, like any tradesman, he’s obliged to barter his product for the earthly ores. You see, one does not raise a barn on song alone. No, sir! Why, that’s Fink timber, a Fink hammer, and Fink’s hand to swing it. He needs me -- lest he soil his own.
Location: Inside the center office of the Worker Induction Center.