Englishmen today celebrate this conspiracy with an effigy of Guy Fawkes and burn in recognition of the plot's failure. Eliot admits that it is fearsome to venture there, but demands that fear can be overcome if we have courage. Since our courage is extinct, we are cowards, depicted by scarecrows stuffed without strength. Eliot believes we hide ourselves, and, as a result, have lost all of our values. We do not know what is right or wrong because we fail to experience life.
Humans are lazy creatures who live life in order to simply survive.
Eliot argues that civilization should throw away their keys and let life breath through their windows. Heaven is too distant to save the twentieth century society from its living hell on earth. The third and fourth sections of the poem illustrate our lives as a living hell. Eliot sees us living our lives in isolation from everyone. We are blind to the truth that a normal life is possible if we take advantage of our vision and our voice.