might I suggest...

DON'T GET ON THAT TRAIN! 

You don't have to get on that ol' train, you know.  You can take a different train.  One goin' someplace else.  Or you can just stand there and let that nasty ol' train go by.  You have choices.  We all have choices.  We always all have choices.  It's just that sometimes we don't wanna make 'em.

Lately, I've been listening to people talk about how they've been railroaded.  Railroaded into doin' stuff they didn't wanna do.  Goin' along with things, they knew were wrong.  All I can say to those people is what I've said before...  DON'T GET ON THAT TRAIN! 

Very rarely do peeps truly get railroaded.  Very rarely does someone grab 'em in the middle of the night when they're innocently sound asleep, throw a pillowcase over their heads and drag 'em out to the train station where they put 'em on a train and send 'em out of town with a one-way ticket to the Land of Disgrace. 

Oh sure...  if you look hard enough and for long enough, you might find a peep or two to which this has happened.  But you're gonna have to look really, really hard and for a very, very long time.  More often than not, when one investigates the railroading of peeps, what one finds is a peep who himself purchased that ticket to Disgraceland.  It's very unlikely that it was thrust upon him, completely unwittingly.

He might have had some help, yes.  There might have been some cajoling.  Other peeps might have been doin' their darnedest to convince him that really, everything was gonna be okay if he just went along with what they wanted him to do.  That really, everything was above board.  That really and truly, that train they wanted him to board wasn't headin' for the Land of Disgrace at all.

In fact, the Land of Disgrace was probably never even mentioned.  The peeps doin' the luring probably called it somethin' else.  Somethin' nicer.  Somethin' that would help with the luring of the peep to be railroaded onto that ol' train.

One must always question the character of peeps doin' the luring of other peeps.  Peeps doin' the act of cajoling.  Tellin' other peeps what they wanna hear.  These are the very same peeps who will be the railroaded peeps' travelling companions. 

I don't know 'bout you but if I'm takin' a long train ride, I'm gonna want to take that ride with peeps I like and respect.  Peeps I can trust.  Peeps I can trust to not throw me under the bus...  uh...  I mean, train.  Sorry 'bout that.

I don't wanna be takin' a long train ride with peeps in flea-ridden suits.  One of their fleas might hop onto me or somethin'.  Wouldn't want that.  One must always choose one's travelling companions, wisely.  Never just go with the flow, so to speak.  You're gonna want to know exactly where that flow is going.  Not to mention, what might be in it.

But what happens if you honestly don't realise you're bein' railroaded until after you're already on the train?  You didn't know you were gettin' on that train.  You thought you were gettin' on a different train.  A better train.  A train with a better destination.  Help!  HELP!!!  You can yell for help all you like but truth be told, it's very difficult to be heard over the noise bein' made by a train except, of course, by the other people on that very same train...  your travelling companions.

But you still have choices.  Choice number one would be to get off that ol' train. 

Take a good look at that first-class ticket in your little paw and ask yourself, do I really want to go all the way?  Do I really want to go all the way to the Land of Disgrace?  If the answer is no, you make the decision right there and then to get off that train at the very next stop.  You leave your travelling companions behind and allow them to travel to Disgraceland all on their own.  You don't hang on, hoping that everything will be okay.  Hoping that everything will work out when you really know, in your heart of hearts, that it won't.

But there are no stops, you say.  This particular train is travellin' non-stop from here to the Land of Disgrace.

Never.  Every train has to slow down at some point, somewhere.  There's always an opportunity.  An opportunity to get off.  You just have to watch for it.  Every train will slow down enough for anyone who wants to get off to do so.  Sure, you might have to jump off when it's still movin' a bit but far better that than ending up at its final destination.  Far, far better that than ending up at its final destination.  Just keep in mind what that destination is.

When you realise where the train you're on is headed and you realise that that's a place you do not want to do, you need to get off the train.  You need to get off it, no matter what the cost.  'Cause gettin' off the train, is the right thing to do.

Doin' the right thing isn't always the easiest thing to do.  Sometimes, it's the most difficult thing any peep will ever do.  But doin' the right thing is always the right thing to do.  The sooner you do it, the better and in the end, it will always be worth it.

And one more thing.  Those peeps who lured you onto that train headin' to the Land of Disgrace?  Well they're still on that train.  They never got off.  They didn't think they had to.  Peeps like that never do.  Peeps like that tend to be arrogant.  So very arrogant that they think whatever comes their way, will wash right off them.  Nothin' will ever stain their flea-ridden suits.  They believe they can remain in control of any situation at paw.  They believe they can outsmart everyone around them...  manipulate the masses.

Oddly enough, those lurin', cajolin' and controllin' peeps couldn't figure out the most important thing of all.  They couldn't figure out that when they lured the peeps bein' railroaded onto the train headin' for disaster, they bought one-way tickets for themselves, too. They bought themselves all one-way tickets for the Land of Disgrace.   Apparently, no one ever told 'em...  DON'T GET ON THAT TRAIN!