In Chicago there is a public rail system, called Metra, that provides service to the outlying suburbs. Until about 3 or 4 years ago, the 3rd of July was one huge party on the train. I live on the South Side, and every stop on the line is full of people getting wasted. Now they have security up the ass, but about 4 years ago the train was just out of control. Heading downtown we played powerhour with some portable speakers and were smoking hitters as well. I wanted to spark up a joint, but everytime I was about to the conductor would be making his rounds to each car. So on the way home, the train was just madness. Everyone was so hammered and rowdy and there was no order at all. As soon as the train took off from downtown, some guys in their 40's asked us if we had any papers. We were sitting on top, so as this dude rolled a joint we threw newspapers over the aisle so we could tryo to bake our little section out. That didnt work, but it was hilarious just passing around a joint across the aisle because nobody really cared because they were wasted out of their minds.