It’s a busy day; you’re trying to get to work
on time. You sit anxiously on the train, hurrying the driver through some sort
of telepathy to get you there faster. Finally! Your stop. But wait, what’s
this? Some inconsiderate know-it-all thinking it makes more sense to push in
front to get onto the train before it has even had a chance to unload its
current passengers? It is this, the lack of common sense of selfish train-goers,
which shall be the topic of today’s essay.
It doesn’t take a genius, or a mathematician,
or a physicist to work out that if you have a closed amount of space then only
so many people can fit inside it at any one time. And it doesn’t take a rocket
scientist, or an architect, or a visionary to be able to see that if you have a
gap (a train door perhaps) of certain size, that it is simply not possible for
a group of people to pass out through it when there is an equally large but
much less aware group trying to force their way through in the opposite
direction.
It has come to the point where I almost feel
that train platforms should have their own traffic system – red to stop, green
to go. Now, whether that would actually solve the issue of self-absorbed
train-riders, I don’t know, but at least it would mean that people are trying
to do something about it, instead of letting the problem fester and stagnate. I
would much rather see a long line of idiots than a gaggle of them – at least
then we would give off the impression that there is some sense of organisation
within our society.
The fact that our lives (the lives of the
non-idiots) are so greatly governed by all those brick-heads out there (the
majority, unfortunately) is not only a statement of our failure as a society to
curb the behavior of the ‘moronic neighbour’, but also a sign of the ever prevalent
weakness of those WITH common sense. It saddens me to think that we, the ‘better’,
as controversial as that may be, are being forced to succumb to the will of the
idiotic, self-absorbed Neanderthals that surround us, due only to their sheer
number. Even I, setting aside the fascist, racist, sexist, arguably over the
top extremist possibilities, am lost as to how to deal with these futile
creatures once and for all in a single massive sweep of these bugs that cover
the formerly magnificent windshield of life.
And so, with lack of a solution as to how to
rid ourselves of these ‘things’, I must simply sit back and watch as the world
slowly comes to a grinding halt thus bringing human life and all existence on
Earth to a swift end. And to think, all of this due simply to the random
collection of atoms that created this army of &$#$-@!%!s.
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