If you live in the UK, you might have noticed that this weekend we've been subjected to a full-frontal propaganda onslaught by the establishment, trying not-so-gently to persuade us that Elizabeth Windsor and her family of lympet-like spongers is somehow "the glue which binds the nation together".
Utter bullshit, of course, especially when people feel so atomised, alone and desperate enough to do this. Nothing is "binding" these people to the rest of the population, and nothing will until the ruling class in the UK - and all over the world - is deposed and done away with.
There's no reason to disbelieve the story in the Guardian - after all, it's probably just the tip of the iceberg as far as the vicious Workfare programme is concerned - but if one good thing can come from it, it's that the victims might see that the Windsors, and any other Royal family, are worthless, lazy cretins who make a mockery of so-called "democracy".
When you next turn on the telly and see the brainwashed saps waving their plastic flags, don't hate them - pity them. And when you hear the next Workfare horror story, remind anyone trying to justify slave labour that nothing much has changed for the better since Elizabeth Windsor had to cut short a colonial tour to "serve" the country.
Right now, the lyrics of the inspirational Housemartins seem most apt.