In London whether you like it or not we are a bit paranoid ,at least I’am. Not that I’m a scardy cat but I do think about how I will react to different incidents.
This morning ,when a good crowd goes to work , I took the tube at Clapham South as usual. As per routine I scanned the people on the carriage, I always do, remembering that someone spend long time studying people from the tube and then wrote a book. Of course there isn’t any available seat, I will have to wait until Stockwell.
Leaning against the screen next to the sliding doors while listening to very loud music,my attention which was in Lala land start to focus in the chap opposite me reading the Koran or so I thought , maybe was any other book in arabic, he was reading aloud to himself (so not so laud).Therefore because I’m human and whether or not I like it, a bit prejudice I started to plan in my head for the worst scenario. They were 2 alternatives,that I had contemplated basicly one he might blow everyone up so we caput or he might produce a knife and start to stab us all.With the latter I was working out that if I put my bag (Full of standard ladies bag things)I might be able to stop the knife going through and that might buy the ladies who were wearing white linen( very inconvenient colour for the situation going on in my head), After a while of how I will defend myself and help people strategies, I looked up and realise there are far more scary men and women in here that this poor bloke which I’m judging, at the end of the day, it is Friday and is the day of worship for some religions. and they need to pray at some point during the day.
Maybe next week I will analyze the man with camouflage gear and all his murders(I think he looks like a serial killer)
Now the metal machine is in Embankment (do I get down and walk, “nah… I stay on til L Square”).
There are plenty of books about the underground which are very interesting.
Here is a review about Underground notes
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