from Adirondack Train 69
you know, as i ride up the hudson on a train, i'm reminded of the krabi province in thailand from where i just returned.
a gentle mist half covers mountains that will grow up to be the catskills.
as one becomes aware of the serene beauty of upstate ny, one cannot be faulted for thinking, "possibly this would best be kept secret"
it was a long trip and i am only now able to contemplate any of it...first i must rid myself of this bug infested backpack...it is like fucking kryptonite. i'm damned scared of the thing and nyc is no place to attempt a scuttling.
...tried to do it at penn station but the cops and other, newly crowned, cop-like passengers began to look at me strangely.
in the background, ominous loudspeaker announcements were ordering the populace to watch for "suspicious luggage" and report any "unusual activity".
...and me trying to unload this freakin backpack to the nearest trash receptacle.
which was, as you can imagine, a metaphysical impossibility of the highest order.
a well armed, short, fat cop (of the train station security genus), stood directly behind me for 15 minutes or so, attempting menace and achieving something less.
he had many strange weapons that interested me, but i was distracted by my goddamn pack, and didn't engage him in conversation...which would have relaxed the dupe.
..."hey, what kind of taser you got there?"
"oh shit, a Nigger Killer 451 by White Bounty, how many volts"
and so on...
i missed the chance to make a friend.
i was, i must concede, obviously and suspiciously looped after being awake for 2 days. i'd been riding demonically fast mopeds, planes, monorails, buses and trains all over southeast asia and i was getting weird.
i admit it.
now the rub.
i think we are the only "most powerful country on earth" that has ever acted in this manner (paranoid delusional)
feel free to check on this for me--
why do other nations, with more attacks and more troubles, just bravely move on.
in thailand and malaysia and bali, threatened with ACTUAL internal terrorists, travel is trouble free...no goddamn announcements commanding you to become a government spy.
that is the thing...
and it's bugging me more than my backpack.
since returning, i notice how hare-like and witless most americans are in comparison to the poorest nations.
they are completely ill at ease, walk too fast, act like the world is revolving around their inane "cellphone" or idiotic "business" conversations...
stupid in a heartbreaking way.
in a cruel and vicious way.
possibly, i've seen this within myself and it has caused me some consternation and much loathing when i see it on a national scale.
why do we act this way and who is training us to do these things?
we must ferret out these scoundrels, these "suze ormonds" of the world, who teach us to be cruel and hate.
they are witless, mean weasels.
they should be shot, skinned and hung out to dry from the nearest flagpole...at half mast of course.
after all, we DO have morals.
sebastian
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