I bought the CD when I was 10 or 11 and I remember being mind blown by that song. For of all I didn't know where England was and I simply didn't understand the song. The music was weird (there's a reversed guitar solo I could not figure out) and the lyrics were confusing. Was there a Masterplan or not? I didn't know what to do with it for a few years. The song is quite deceptive and vague.
But I discovered we should not be fooled by the title, there's no master plan. But there's a lot of trying to figure out what the master plan is. And that's exactly why I think this title is perfect for this blog.
It doesn't matter if it eventually turns into a serious thinking blog or if it ends up as my psycho-pop journal. It matters that I write.
I like that last line. The answer's in the looking glass.