MI's (Moral Inventory) was a written confessional, feel like shit cuz yer a damn druggie then lift you up at the end kinda paper that you had to write every single day. Sometimes, this was written while so tired, (delerious) that it would not make any sense at all. Constant mind games and back and forth "do you feel good about that?" "Do you have a doubt about that" or a hearty "GET HONEST, or HAVE A SEAT", or "you're just looking for instant gratification" or a whole slew of other cliches designed to keep your brain squished as flat as could be. Well, that description of the chicken thing, lol, yes, but add some rabies and lots of energy drinks on low speed film, (like the really old newsreels, lol,) to those chickens and that was what it was like with 200 or so motivators in group.