wheels on flesh

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Trains in japan are used for two purposes;Commuting and Committing..suicide. More and more platforms are starting to have edge barriers to prevent people from dropping off their earthly vessels on the other side.

But the question is why do they choose the railways? Why can’t they die like decent men and women and do their personal chores in their own homes, like taking pills, slitting wrists, hanging, jumping from the roof? Most people in the big cities live in rented apartments, so except for the last option, no one will find them till atleast a month and they would also have a higher rate of success in their endeavour given they had not messed up in between and just fallen unconscious instead of dying.

I have two theories for that.

1. They don’t actually want to die and coming to railway platforms is their way of seeking help. Maybe someone will stop them and listen to them.

To this I say, That’s just sad bro. 

2.It is their way of saying “fuck you” to the world. Inconveniencing people who have bothered or ignored them for so long. A brief moment of revenge, a brief moment of control.

To this, I say attaboy! What a way to sign off! All the people with their meetings and presentations, classes and dates, they are all on hold now. And the driver, well he is now in the It’s-Not-Your-Fault therapy class.

Good job! Unless of course, you are a christian. Then you are going to hell.

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Things Joe hates about his daily commute

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Joe hates his daily commute. He finds it simply excruciating, harrowing to go through this monotonous loop of “inaction” (because technically speaking, the train does most of the moving business for Joe), over and over again like a lunatic.

Joe hates the fact that he has to get up at 6:30 in the morning to reach his workplace in time, which opens only at 9. The actual distance from his apartment to his office should be about 12 kilometers. But some genius working for the city-planning division, decided to lay down a rail-route, so twisted, that he is inclined to believe that it is part of some deliberate and grand conspiracy to sabotage his unwavering focus on his work. It’s just pure evil. It takes him, over an hour, 4 line transfers and 12 stops to reach his destination. Well, that’s the cheapest transit he can afford. So everyday, Joe wastes around three hours of his day in this transit.

A rail route so twisted…

Then there are the passengers themselves. Passengers are weird people. Joe has been keeping an eye on them and he had noticed that they tend to do either of three things;sleep, get into a trance-like state with their iPhones or read newspaper or book. But rarely do they talk to each other or look out the window. On rare occasions, he had seen a few women putting on makeup or a drunk man uttering gibberish, but that’s it. It’s almost like they are all dead,disconnected.

Co-passengers?

It is thus a big relief for Joe, when a bunch of chattering,young schoolkids walk into his compartment.

“They are still uncorrupted. They remain pure, for now…….”,thinks Joe.

The trains are air conditioned.The window panes, never opened.  This perturbs Joe a lot, for every time he gets off a train he is hit, either by the unpleasant, hot breeze of the summer or by the biting cold wind of the winter. And speaking of winter, people wear thick overcoats at that time and this makes life even more horrible for Joe, being stuffed in the tiny aluminium box  with hundred other passengers.

Packed as a Cattle-truck

  • Why do I have to travel so far to work?
  • Why are there not more trains?
  • Why do I have to stop at 11 stations when I get off only at the 12th?
  • Why is the planning of these “modern” cities so inefficient? 

Joe is too busy with his work to think of a solution to these problems, so he just goes back to his laptop, grumbling like a disgruntled old man. .


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