A village of glass houses...

There once was a village in the middle of a vast open field. The village had survived for centuries based on their tradition and culture. This consisted of specific dances and celebrations, body paint, and the most noticeable and apparent: the use of glass buildings and structures. The people who lived in the village believed in complete and utter honesty. Therefore, telling a lie was punishable by death, and nothing could be hidden from anyone. Everything was out in the open just as it had been for centuries.
Their leaders had been the best of the society, the most honest and able to lead. So, when one leader died, there were 7 days and 7 nights of grieving, and then 7 days and 7 nights of celebration for the new leader, who would be selected by the elder council over the time period. And so after a week of eating, drinking, and dancing, the new leader was announced. A young man named Joseph, who was young but very effective and of course honest, was to be the new ruler. As the village celebrated, Joseph was officially crowned.
Another part of the culture of the strange village was the elaborate, beautiful thrones that were created specially for each new ruler. Craftsmen spent hours upon hours crafting them from stone, precious gems, and of course, mainly glass. Joseph was created his throne within the next few days after his crowning and it was given to him. He loved it, just as all the rulers before him had loved theirs. Everything was well in the village for the next months. Joseph was a fantastic leader (as expected) and the village was successful and efficient. However, the peace was shattered one day by the most heinous crime committed in the village.
As the people awoke one Monday, word spread like wildfire that Joseph's throne had been stolen. The people were appalled, and Joseph was infuriated. In the many centuries the village had thrived, this crime was the worst. Such an honest society of people had never seen such a evil deed, especially including something as important as the throne. Joseph ordered a search of everyone for the next 7 days and 7 nights, but it was clear that it would not be found considering nobody saw the throne in anyone's glass house.
The craftsmen quickly created a new and arguably better throne for Joseph, and slowly the town calmed down and went back to normal, despite the air of suspicion and distrust between the villagers. These feelings intensified in to chaos when the second throne was found stolen as well. As anarchy ensued, Joseph did his best to keep order while also finding his beloved thrones. Another search was ordered, and the guards of the city worked tirelessly to find the missing thrones. At the end of the 3rd day of searching, a guard named Gary was walking home to his glass home when he passed Joseph's old home he resided in before he became leader. As he walked past it, he noticed a small path that lead through some tall grass in the backyard. Suspicion amplified due to the unrest throughout the village, he decide to investigate.
Gary followed the path for a while before he reached the end, which held a small glass house, one he didn't know about. Through the glass he saw the two stolen thrones, both perfectly intact. He rushed to report his findings to the remaining search force, and as the investigation unraveled, it was found that Joseph himself was responsible for the theft of his own thrones. His obsession with the beautiful thrones had come to a point where he smuggled them in to his childhood home just so he could have more and more. A trial was held, and Joseph was unanimously sentenced to death as the town began to recover from the shock of such an event.

The moral of the story?

Those in glass houses shall not stow thrones.