Above His Station

The Vignette Gazette Editions #197

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It has to be the biggest, the most beautiful … and most important of all, most expensive railway station of all time. It has to be better than any of those pissy little European stations like Antwerp Centraal, Milano Centrale, Paris’ Gare de Lyon…and that Versailles … no, that wasn’t a station, was it?

His railway station had to be grander than St Pancras, where the Eurostar linked Britain with those snotty little shits in France. He might see about a direct ultrasonic train line to Moscow. He’d talk to Elon about that — he was the ideas man. And he wanted to stick one up that King Charlie.

It had to be even bigger than Grand Central in New York… show those communist left lunatic traitors a thing or two. Trump Central would have more fake gold than a circus caravan, cherubs on the ceiling, bigly rows of Roman emperors… leading up to him, of course. He’d see if he could get the sculptor to do them with bowed heads, doing homage.

Now the song for the grand opening… An iconic American train song — The City of New Orleans… Willie Nelson invited to sing for the biggest crowd ever assembled since his inauguration address. Willie wouldn’t???? What? That old has-been could never hold a tune!

Now they’re running around saying, ‘Sir…sir… Oh, how I hate being called sir all the time. Sir, your station is in the wrong place. It needs to be somewhere near a railway line, not in the middle of the Dyke Marsh Wildlife Preserve. What do they know?

Now, merchandising… striped engineer caps with Make Steam Great Again? A commemorative bitcoin?… hmmm.

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