These Are My People
Derspatchel at Livejournal:
Yesterday’s Red Line trip in to work had a special guest aboard the train … He was a larger fellow, dressed in the manner that suggested someone who counts “professional subway and bus riding” as one of his careers. Apparently baking was also another one.
“You want a cookie?” he asked everybody who sat near him. “Hey, you want a cookie? I’m being very generous today. You two, you can have some cookies, because I’m generous.”
… Then, once everybody was suitably cookie-fied, he took it upon himself to start his next round of speeches.
“George W Bush is a great man in the White House with great morals,” he began, in an cadence that suggested he’d rote-memorized this statement or at least had taken great care to string his words together. “He will bring peace to this country with diplomacy, and we should all give thanks that he is in the White House. He is a great man. Hey, want a cookie?”
… when the fellow spotted someone reading the Globe, it was time for another speech.
“The Herald is the only newspaper that tells it like it is,” he said, in that same sing-song cadence. “If you want something sugar-coated, get a donut. If you want the truth, get the Herald. George W Bush is a great man in the White House with great morals. He will bring peace to this country with diplomacy…”
Sounds like a clear-thinking American nutjob to me, and I thoroughly approve of making Cambridge lefties nervous. I advise not taking cookies from strangers, however, whatever their politics. Also, do not engage the inappropriately gregarious, preachy man on the train. Not a problem for me. I’m an American. I drive.
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Posted by Jules Crittenden at 11:28 pm on Thursday, January 25, 2007
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January 26th, 2007 at 4:45 am
Now, which one was the nut job; the guy with the cookies, or the writer of the piece? How is it the author knows about guys who are career train-riders? Did he ride many trains to learn how to spot such people?