About Trainjotting

We said we’d never become one of Them: the expressionless drones riding the train to and from the city each day. Well, here we are.

4 Responses to “About Trainjotting”

  1. ray Says:

    March 14, 2007 at 2:37 pm

    I see them each morning with their droopy, dull expressions & dim eyes that convey a lumbering selfishness in spite of the lack of activity behind them. The look of forced consciousness (like someone newly awakened from a deep sleep which they were loathe to leave) is temporarily replaced by something less human, more savage as the train comes into the station and they push and jostle each other on the platform like cattle, like swine to slop. When I see the idiot smile of satiated greed on some pig that managed to beat another pig to the last subway seat, it sickens my being. Even worse are the half-lidded, half-asleep faces of the ignorant, as they doze between stations, giving little starts into wakefulness when they tilt sideways from the staggering and lurching of the train. Like pigs, prodded with brands, on the way to the chop block.

  3. KMB Says:

    May 10, 2007 at 2:44 pm

    I like the words of the week

  4. Michael Miller Says:

    January 9, 2008 at 7:30 pm

    OH, and don’t forget my favorites!..the selfish PIGS who spread those legs out, WAY OUT, so their knees make contact with yours, when they sit down next to you…that’s always a lot of fun. :(

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