which may seem contrary to one of the 'rules' of life: " nobody any more knows as even dodgy Dickens did i believe, that if you look into somebody else's correspondence, no need to state 'private' it's just being sane to leave their letters or even texts to them...until they decide to share and if they don't that's the rule, you aren't invited to..."
But there you go merely to advise of a completely hopeless but very interesting ongoing the last 3 months ultra interesting scenario which certainly 'shows' up' the bigwigs, or rather as nothing's changed, the 'posh'... and could be a GREAT little article for her to have written up, of course... well that's the thing if you don't communicate anything, sane and decent, one is a child...even at that middle age, sadly..
I thought there was some progress...
If you have kids no matter what THEY (sadly maybe even drunkardly - NOT me! someone else's problem a mature person, me, tries to advise upon as these things are universal, cause and effect) rant at you, your responsibility is to try and say something useful about the society they have inherited. Maybe even to deflect their ranting at nobody except into the silly phone theyve been brainwashed, ever matters.
Anyway if one were to be George Orwell in Down and Out attempting to speak with the tramp class you or he could say, " ehh theres this great book...its about YOUR 'class' - written by a man who worked among you, far more 'you' than i can ever be.... he satirised the bosses, the shit builders you will have been forced by them to be... the hypocrite death cult called the church.... and infact i know we can't go on about your little booboo chapter 2 written in 1903 or even earlier is about BREXIT in 2016 indeed is Farage before someone gave him a range rover... but all that is detail and opinion, fact is that as we speak many thousand of you poor tramp class, the ones with roofs, are reading it.. whether from the penny library or whatever they called subsidised libraries for the whiffier ones...
...and the unions would give out are giving out free copies when those in work join... and by the next decade so so many will have read it either borrowed or even if the only book on the paupers' bookshelves it will be said to have such a deep real effect that this load of toffs even when he 'wins the war' the big fat cigar addict, will be booted out ... don't be cynics a good yarn well written with the added spice he never knew it was even finished and detypod by his lass her having found it in the skip his landlord just like Skippy adored to waste her tenants' stuff when they expired cos...she....could...and was a sad little suburban bitchywitchy from Hemmel who even would claim the VAT back on her twixes in the 80s as the photographic arts based chronicle will one day show....... who then went and had them publish it three years after he died....
... a good book can actually be read by at least half the 'working class' and cause change such that they booted out the posh lot...
And said tramps would entirely accept that their kind were able to read, figure reality, and make mature decisions upon what they learned.... even if said book, was missing a few pages and smelled of cabbage it was mixed in with in the pub bin..."
This 'working class' which doesnt exist, despite the rather overTwixed woman demanding it must
