Crosswords Society Analogy Mirror Poem

Life was a tea-break quickie for me until I went to uni, and it began becoming cryptic, using a crosswords analogy. Cryptic crosswords don’t make much sense until you know the rules, and common forms of encrypting them, and I think the same is true for society.

If you have no interest in such things, the good thing about relatively free societies such as dear ol’ Blighty, still at the moment anyway, is that you can get by just doing the tea-break quickie.

Moreover, you can look smarter and quicker doing that, rather than struggling over learning and deciphering the cryptic.

John Lennon’s Working-Class Hero, 1970

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
Till you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules

When they’ve tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function you’re so full of fear

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

Read more: John Lennon – Working Class Hero Lyrics | MetroLyrics

John Lennon and Marc Latham (4-6)

For those who’ve grown up in the social media age, Lennon wasn’t criticising the working-class, saying peasants; he thought he could be sarcastic to make a point, even though he was very rich by then.

I was probably reminded of Lennon watching an Imagine two-part documentary about Cuba this week. A lot of what the Habaneros said about socialism is how I feel now, after being a staunch one back in the 1980s. I still think it’s a good ideal, but hasn’t worked that well in practise, with even Russia generally forgetting it now.

A soft form works well in countries like Norway, but they do have North Sea oil money too; but have used it wisely, only spending so much each year, unlike Blighty!

The lyrics to Working-Class Hero seemed still apt for my experiences at university, but they also did in my day-job, when the bullying perpetrators were working-class from all ethnicities.

So, I’m not trying to convince you I’m your working-class hero here. I’d rather be living in a secluded mansion in the Hollywood hills; or somewhere similar in Blighty or Europe, like most of the working-class who’ve made some money.

That’s in contrast to people like Russell Brand and Lily Allen, who do the same, but try to hide it, while trying to claim they’re ethically squeaky clean. You want bollocks go to them!

Blighty Since 1980s

However, if the ‘Editors’ change the rules, withdrawing the tea-break quickie and imposing the cryptic on you, then you can come unstuck, and look stupid; as happened to people like poor Jade Goody, who seemed to me and the Mirror‘s Carole Malone (cited for her writing rather than her looks; a common mistake made in the current social media age) to be sacrificed for Multicultural Fascism under New Labour’s openly stated strategy to ‘change the face of Britain’ after the working-class had rebelled in the 1970s and early 1980s.

Jade and the others did look horrible at times in the Big Brother house, but that was predictable, put into a situation with a person and rules they didn’t understand, and who could be snobby, because that’s the life she led. For Jade and the others it was like being forced to try a cryptic crossword without any knowledge of them!

Society of Crosswords, Clues are Scrambled

no more tea-break
quickies for queue
straightforward view
while having brew
equality delusion
you know
the puzzle
so it’s time
for a new muzzle
multiculturalism

what you write today, tomorrow we’ll make hearsay

elitism
elegant word for meism
enjoying new lease
riding theism
we preach
our superiority
have another theology
new tautology
fork isn’t cutlery
cryptic-cross cultery now

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