Tolerance will reach such a level
That intelligent people will be banned
From thinking as not to offend the imbeciles
Who said that Stan
I should know
Dostoevsky
it is a rather gloomy thought
Yes but very very honest
In certain ways it is happening today
One cannot use certain words
Or really question the people who consider
Consider what
That two and two make five
That is absurd
I know
It is like the idiots who think that there are more than two genders or that the world is flat
I am a man
You are a woman
That cat is a cat
That dog is a dog
It is all very simple
In a way that is what makes me different to the average man of the street
In what way
I can see and appreciate the simplicity of things
It is harder than you think
A lot of the shit that you hear these days comes from the so called academics
Who sit in their ivory towers
And sow the malignancy into impressionable minds
Just look at the people who protest they are all kids
What about the climate people they are middle aged
They are just sad with empty lives and have grown tired of masturbation
Can one grow tired of masturbation Stan
I suppose one can get tired of anything
Stan this is a silly conversation
We are on a train and are visiting the country cottage we wish to buy
Things are working out for us
It makes me very happy
That is enough for me Jane
I was told that Edward Thomas wrote a famous poem near here
Yes Adlestrop
It is about a railway station but is also about beauty appearing where and when you least expect it
His train made an unscheduled stop at Adlestrop and in a way it paved the way for an experience that was a life long memory
Shall we visit the station later in the summer if I am not too big
We cannot
Why
Because it was closed down some years ago
How sad
Yes but I believe that the station name board still survives in a bus shelter
Our station is not far away Jane
It is very warm out there
Shall we grab a cup of tea before we visit the cottage
That will be nice as we have plenty of time
Later when we are sleepy on our return journey will you read me Edward’s poem
It will be a pleasure Jane
On a train reading a wonderful poem opposite a beautiful woman who is heavy with child
What could be better
To live in this area as I have fallen in love with it already