Let Me Off the Stupid Train!

There is a train called “Stupid.”


Help! I’m on a runaway train ride and I can’t get off. The engineer has put the locomotive on full speed with a boiler full of (borrowed) coal. And … and … and he has left the throttle station, locked the door behind him and is now lecturing his passengers, me included, on the merits of train safety.

I close my eyes and try to pretend this is not happening, but can’t help peeking out between my trembling fingers at the passing scenes.


The debt history billboard flashes by and I see the green surplus years of the Clinton/Gingrich years followed by the serious rise in deficits during the Bush 43 years. I also notice the the debt bars are getting shorter (a good thing) during the latter parts of the Bush 43 years.

Then comes Obama and a drop that reminds me of the train I’m riding and I feel my stomach rising into my mouth as we plunge into a terrifying ride down into the abyss of a rollercoaster.


Another billboard flashes by with actual numbers for the bars of the last billboard  … I’m not encouraged by the lecture on train safety.

labor rate

We round a corner at terrifying speed and I’m wondering how we made it around that corner. As I open my eyes once more I see the next billboard. This one shows the “labor participation rate.” This billboard shows me that many people have given up on finding work. Ironically, in a macabre sense, the lower this number is, the lower the official unemployment rate is.


Something inside the train catches my attention and distracts me from the fast moving scene outside. The locomotive engineer named Barack has somehow morphed into Thenardier, the devious and conniving proprietor of the tavern in Les Miserables.

While I have a sane moment or two on this insane train ride, let me put a plug in for the latest film rendition of Les Miserables staring Anne Hathaway, Russell Crowe and  Hugh Jackman. It’s great! And in the context of this train ride; if you’ve seen the film remember back to the scenes from the tavern and the proprietors; and if you haven’t seen it yet pay special attention to the tavern scene and relate it if you can to a man called Barack.

Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve ’em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin’ up their knick-knacks when they can’t see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody’s bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won’t I bleed ’em in the end!

Charge ’em for the lice, extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice, there a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It’s amazing how it grows!

Now Thenardier and Mme. Thenardier his wife are scoundrels of the first rank, and the camera does a masterful job of revealing how they relieve their unsuspecting guests of their possessions. It’s quite entertaining, and you can’t help laughing at the ease in which these scoundrels strip their victims; but … that’s theater! 

Now Thenardier’s alter-ego Barack Hussein Obama is in a class by himself when it comes to arrogance and deception. We see his record over the four years he has been engineer on this train and as President of this, the greatest nation on God’s green earth, and yet he is somehow able to place blame with ease on countless others while constantly picking pockets.

I don’t know of any religious charlatan close to Barack in being able to swindle away the fortunes of generations not yet born. The TV Evangelist pleading for placement of your hands on his TV face while asking for placement of your funds in his bank account comes to mind, but that man is a rank amateur next to Barack.  

There have been plenty of smooth-talking politicos during my lifetime of near 70 years, but none capable of doing what Barack has done; cratering an economy  and at the same time gathering his victims beneath his benevolent wings and assuring obedient followers. Perhaps Barack learned from Joseph Stalin’s plucking the chicken philosophy of governance:

On one occasion, Stalin called for a live chicken and proceeded to use it to make an unforgettable point before some of his henchmen. Forcibly clutching the chicken in one hand, with the other he began to systematically pluck out its feathers. As the chicken struggled in vain to escape, he continued with the painful denuding until the chicken was completely stripped. “now you watch,” Stalin said as he placed the chicken on the floor and walked away with some bread crumbs in his hand. Incredibly, the fear-crazed chicken hobbled towards him and clung to the legs of his trousers.  Stalin threw a handful of grain to the bird, and as it began to follow him around the room, he turned to his dumbfounded colleagues and said quietly, “This is the way to rule the people. Did you see how the chicken followed me for food, even though I had caused it such torture? People are like that chicken. If you inflict inordinate pain on them they will follow you for food the rest of their lives.”

We called Obama naïve, we called him in-experienced, we called him “just a community organizer” and all manner of other names; we were wrong.

  • Obama is a genius!
  • Obama is brilliant!
  • Obama has engineered a near collapse of the American economy and has and will blame it on the Republicans; and he will succeed!
  • Obama has engineered the dividing of American that would shame Martin Luther King of “content of their character and not the color of their skin” fame! And he has and will hold himself aloof from it while blaming his enemies. And people will believe him.
  • Obama has just spent 7 million tax payer dollars on a Christmas vacation for himself and his family. There will  hardly be a peep from the American press, and none from his dutiful followers.
  • Yes, Obama is a genius and is brilliant; but this genius and brilliance is diabolical!

The Bible says “Pride cometh before a fall,” and we have a very prideful President. What will be the nature of the fall, what will precipitate it, and what will be the extent of the fall in terms of societal and personal damage beyond this one man?


Don Johnson – January 2012


One response to “Let Me Off the Stupid Train!

  1. Reblogged this on A Yearning for Publius and commented:

    Just thought I would look back a year and see if anything has changed that would change my viewpoint. No! I’m still on the Stupid Train

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